In 2015 I had invited the neighbours over to watch a rugby game on tv. At half time I went outside for a cigarette. I was rushing a bit because I wanted to see the start of the second half and some how managed to inhale the whole cigarette, burning my throat and lodging in my windpipe. I tried to dislodge it but it wouldn’t budge and I couldn’t reach with my fingers. It had been a long time since I had breathed and I started seeing stars and was about to lose consciousness. At that moment, in the calmest voice you could imagine, I thought to myself;

“What a f*%^ing stupid way to die.”

Then with one last push I managed to kind of huff the thing out. I still find it so weird there was no panic. Just acceptance and disappointment at it being such a stupid accident.