Mustard Dave
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I'd second Doc's point about Europe. There are plenty of smokers on all the boats I've been on - and the DM's are often the worst offenders. I've never seen anyone smoke while actually kitting up, though.
Smoke free legislation in Europe has reduced the number of smokers in enclosed spaces. In the UK, it is illegal to smoke in a workplace. There are some exceptions, such as prisons and designated hotel bedrooms, but the service industry is all smoke free.
European legislation is fairly vague. There are a number of European Directives that require member states to have certain laws. The particular wording is down to the individual member state. Many European nations allow smoking in bars, however, if they serve food as well it is banned. Smoking is generally not permitted in other business premises though.
Despite legislation, those on the continent do have a tendency to blatantly ignore legislation. I remember seeing a bloke in a Greek supermarket operating a meat slicer with a cig in his gob.
If somebody wants to smoke on a boat, I do not have a problem, provided they do it outside and away from non-smokers. There is a dive shop in Malta who our club uses every year. The owner is English, as are most the staff. A couple of the staff smoke but only a couple of our club members do. They are used to going otside for a smoke and respect our wishes. Last year, we were getting the ferry from Malta to Gozo. There were two options for the dive site and three vans. When we sorted out who was doing what, we were sat in our van. The instructor who was acting as our guide jumped in the driver's seat in a very jovial mood and rubbing his hands together. He said the owner was going to the other site which meant he could smoke. He then told us the owner had banned staff from smoking in view of customers. If he'd lit up in the van we would have objected, but banning smoking in an open space seemed a bit draconian.
I remember seeing a bloke at the quarry our club uses. I was walking in down the slipway on a hot day. The water was still cold so I was sweating with my hood and drysuit on. This enormous fat fella was walking at the side of me, grunting and smoking a cig. He was smoking it as long as he could and only gave it his mate on the side to dispose of when the water got too deep to stand in.