This morning, in my biology lab, I got up close and personal with a fetal domestic piglet (Sus domestica). Lovely!It's times like this, when dealing with the required general education portion of the viticulture programme at Napa Valley College, that I wonder if I'm indeed studying grapevines at all. I'd much rather have been out in the vineyard removing last year's wood with surgeon like precision (yea, right), it was a gorgeous March day. But whilst Vinogirl will survive this class to prune some other day, this poor little chap will never play the piano again.
Estray inay eacepay igletpay.
6 comments:
Looks like dinner at the in laws! nothing a little fish sauce wouldn't cure.
oooo bacon butties hmmm any suggestions on wine?
Any chance of bringing it back to Blighty with you.I could do with a charm to keep the suicide bombers at bay!!
One of the scariest images I've seen in a long time, Vinogirl.
Thud: It smelled like it had fish sauce on it already!
Monkey: Ooh, real bacon, yum. Wine? No, a nice mug of tea.
Lord Roby: Good idea, d'ya think it'd work?
Villager: It wasn't that scary: It had a cute smile!
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