It rained for days and days on end last week. One day I scurried in to the Post Office, past a bunch of people hovering in nearby doorways, smoking their cigarettes. I thought about how glad I was that most places are now smokefree by law inside, but how the covered areas of footpaths are now a menace.
I guess, when it’s fine, the smokers are more dispersed, enjoying a bit of sunshine.
It seems though, that the problem is ever decreasing — we now have fewer smokers than ever:
The smoking rate has fallen to its lowest level in over 30 years, new figures show.
Results from the Health Ministry’s New Zealand Health Survey, released [30 May 2008] by Prime Minister Helen Clark, show the prevalence of smoking among those aged 15 and over at 19.9 per cent.
It is the first time the figure has dropped below 20 per cent in over three decades of monitoring. …
Cancer Control Council chairwoman Dame Cath Tizard welcomed the figures. The council provides independent advice on cancer issues to the Health Minister.
“What is really exciting is that the biggest drops have occurred among Maori and Pacific people and teenagers,” she said.
[Via The Dominion Post: PM: Our anti-smoking initiatives are working.]
I grew up in a house where my father smoked, and then my older brother. My older sister never did, that I know of, and my mother didn’t. After a few clandestine puffs in teenage years, I decided it wasn’t for me, thank goodness.