This was the first of two bottles finished tonight after our WYSO concert which celebrated the letter F - Finzi, Faure and Franck. It was a good concert and I particularly enjoyed the Franck symphony. This piece took several months (well, two and a half) before I decided it was neither tedious nor turgid, and now the third movement is refusing to leave my internal play-list. I suspect that this will make sleep difficult.
Anyway, I opened the elderflower when we got home and drank it (with the help of Claire, Rachel & Duncan) as if was lemonade. A second bottle (although a different flavour) was inevitable.
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