It is rare that I open a bottle on a Monday, and even rarer that I do before six. But Claire is on holiday and it was her alter-ego - Cornelia Gruntfuttock - 's birthday. That was excuse enough. I had a WYSO committee meeting, which was a pleasant way to pass the time - talking about music and concerts and conductors.
On Tuesday we each had a glass before Claire left to play string quintets and I settled in to watch the penultimate episode of
Broadchurch, which has been fantastic this series - and I still think that the taxi driver is the main villain.
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