Generally, I ask that we not keep cigarettes and ashtrays in our home because they remind me that he is slowly killing himself with tar and nicotine. But a year or so ago, Martin started buying novelty ashtrays. I think the first one was an ashtray he bought on holiday in Spain, which was in the shape of a crab. Initially I thought, “OK, this one is like a piece of ceramic art. It’s fine, we can keep this inside.” Then he got a nice peach-coloured dish that looks like a plate.