It begins, as these things often do, with something that sounds both sensible and faintly unreal. The UK government is pressing ahead with a generational smoking ban, which means that today’s teenagers may simply never be allowed to buy tobacco at all. Not later, not when they turn 18, not even when they are old enough to regret it properly. Just… never. A slow fade-out of smoking, engineered in law rather than left to culture.

On paper, it is rather compelling. Smoking remains one of the leading causes of preventable illness and death across Britain, despite years of public health campaigns, warning labels, and that peculiar mix of shame and stubbornness that has always surrounded cigarettes. So the idea is straightforward enough. If people never start, they never need to stop. Problem quietly solved, or at least greatly reduced.

And yet, there is something slightly odd about watching a habit disappear not because it has been outgrown, but because it has been gently, persistently edged out of legal existence. Not banned outright, which would provoke a row and probably a black market by teatime, but phased away, year by year, until it becomes something other people used to do.

Supporters argue, quite reasonably, that this is a public health victory in the making. Critics wonder, also quite reasonably, where the line sits between guidance and control. It is not a loud argument yet, but you can hear it forming, just under the surface.

Still, one suspects the long-term direction is set. Fewer smokers. Fewer illnesses. Fewer regrets, perhaps. Though human nature being what it is, it will almost certainly find something else instead