“An edible?” I thought to myself. “Did you just seriously offer me weed?”
Yes, he did. And he wasn’t the only person to do so. Over the course of my two-week trip, I was offered cannabis in numerous social settings. As one of my friends explained to me casually, “Oh yeah. My wife and I frequently bring it along as a house-warming gift.”
I’ve lived in the UK for nearly 16 years. And as a 56-year-old woman with an active social life, I can solemnly swear that I have *never* been offered marijuana by anyone even remotely my age. Along with serving you more than two ice cubes for your drink and speaking openly about therapy, recreational marijuana just isn’t *done* within my age cohort over here.
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