The rhubarb wine had been waiting in the fridge and I drank most my share in bed getting on with my book - Skippy Dies.
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This blog is a record of the wine that I make and drink. Each flavour made and each bottle drunk will appear here. You may come to the conclusion that, on the whole, I should be drinking less.
Wednesday, 30 October 2019
Rhubarb Wine - Fifth Bottle (A6), 19th-20th October 2019
We drank most of this bottle on our return from Wakefield on Saturday night. Claire had been playing 'Third Viola' in Heinrich Biber's Requiem and I had the important role of chauffeur and dozing audience member. The music was beautiful: choir, string orchestra and three trombones: but induced sleepiness. As the movements passed by I would wake for the start of each and then return to my slumber. Claire drove home.
The rhubarb wine had been waiting in the fridge and I drank most my share in bed getting on with my book - Skippy Dies.
The rhubarb wine had been waiting in the fridge and I drank most my share in bed getting on with my book - Skippy Dies.
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