I remember when coke was a bit unusual and angry arseholes could be easily identified because they were just arseholes, not because they’ve been gakking all night.
Ay, during my Clubbing days when the MDMA crowd were edging more and more along the “could do with something more zingy” a few of my mates entered the world of snorting the vile stuff.. to this day a couple still do when they’ve been working through the night on some trade deal or such (though ketamine is the choice de jour these days)
Plenty of cokeheads coming out of Bogs early hours of the morning, most couldn’t be bothered cleaning up after themselves and would be licking their lips or rubbing their top lips like they were about to disappear.. All not very flattering, and quite disgusting.
Obvious is obvious I never touched Drugs, in the main because I was always the freeking responsible one clearing up their mess or them or their world post snorting contests.
I am a bit surprised at the figures being banded about in the press though. It was never really hard to get hold of back in the 90’s ,but that often did involve some shitty drive through Town to some dodgy part of Islington. Now it seems you can get you’re own Deliveroo style to your door mate, no questions.. eh.
They should make it illegal ………….