Definitely a mid-week bottle of wine, this one. There is nothing actively wrong with it, but it is neither interesting nor delicious.
On Wednesday night Claire poured me a glass of apple wine as medicine. I was feeling entirely overwhelmed and panicky about work. At that point I could not see how I could get everything done - and I got up at 2 a.m. to do ninety minutes work (mostly redone about twelve hours later). By Thursday, though, everything was clearer and Claire said that my moustache was no longer drooping, so we finished the bottle and watched Taskmaster. All was right with the world once more.
|The Neighbourhood Advent Window for 3 December|
That's strange I had a bottle of my Apple 2019 in the week and it wasn't particularly good... Maybe 2019 wasn't a good year for Apples!ReplyDelete
2019 was not a good year for apples. Our tree produced hardly any, whereas this year it was abundant!Delete