Nostalgia Isn’t What It Used To Be

They said that about Nigel Pearson. He’s a bloke, for all but the three of you who know, who does stuff with football teams. What he does and who he did it for is irrelevant – but they said it when he was reappointed to a club he’d worked at before. It’ll all go wrong, they said. It’ll go wrong and we’ll all hate him and everything will be wrong with the world. Unfortunately they were wrong but they won’t remember that because they’ll only recall the times they were correct.

They said the girl who binned me on my 21^st birthday shouldn’t return to me. Now on this point I can fully understand the reasoning behind it seeing as I was an utter waste of space. But come back she did. Years of marriage and children later all of their objections to our partnership probably still hold true but it’s worked in a fashion.

But when it comes to vaping I hold no store in the adage. Revisiting past ways of vaping is brilliant for mixing up the experience. For sure there’s been the repetition of past failures but also the rediscovery of enjoyable ways to exhale vape.

There’s not an atomiser in the collection that doesn’t sport Kanthal again these days. Gone are the dalliances with temperature-controlled set-ups and the sojourn into stainless steel coils. As much as it was interesting to try out new ways of procuring a cloud I’ve returned to the ease of whipping up with wire that I can do blindfold. The thing is, for Kanthal, there was nothing wrong with it to begin with. After the initial learning process to eliminate hotspots or glowing legs it’s never missed a beat – and the vastly improved range of wire diameters makes it a doddle to wind for any desired outcome.

Maybe, in hindsight, I shouldn’t have bought another Maraxus. It seems so obvious now, but there was so much I didn’t like about using one it makes a nonsense of the decision to make a repeated purchase. Fortunately the same can’t be said for the Heron. Much loved by many, at one point in time two of them adorned mods on the shelf and were my daily tanks. I caught myself eyeing them again last week and was fortunate to get one on loan. It saved me the disappointment of trying to shift it on; it’s just too tight for me now.

Of course, that’s the benefit of going back to old kit – it reaffirms my belief that where I am with my current kit is exactly what I need. With the decline of the second-hand market purchases are fewer and the collection tends to remain shelf-bound rather than being moved on. It gives me pleasure to clean and use.

‘They’ might not like it, but I’m going to break out an 18350, coil to 1.2Ω and try out a 12mg tobacco-based liquid with a well-deserved Friday night beer tonight. It’s been a while.