Not one drop of wine has passed my lips since I arrived in England. I did not even have a glass of wine yesterday when I visited my favourite restaurant in Liverpool, the Casa Italia. Why? Well, mainly because I have been very busy. Very busy. Wine, to me, is meant to be enjoyed and savoured. Wine is not meant to be consumed in a hurry, or because one feels like one has to have wine with dinner. One doesn't. Wine is nice, but it is not mandatory.
A couple of days ago, whilst planning with Mrs Thud what we were all going to have for dinner, Thud and I ventured into his wine room looking for a little inspiration amongst his collection (which is heavily Italian). And then I came down with an awful cold. Inevitable really, given my nieces and nephew have had colds and the temperatures have been hovering around 8-9° Celsius. Brrr! My sense of smell is now non-existent. Apparently my personal wine-tasting equipment has gone on holiday also.
Friday, April 08, 2016
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JustCheckingInOnYou
NHW: I recognise that as a clip from Downton Abbey, but my knowledge of that particular programme ends there :)
will make up for it tomorrow.
Thud: I shall be prepared to raid your wine room then.
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