I opened this bottle in the attempt to improve Claire's mood. She had taken delivery of a new phone in the early afternoon and by the evening she was a spitting ball of fury. Nothing worked like it had on her Motorola and therefore it was wrong and unacceptable. Any offers of help were themselves unhelpful. At least I could hand her wine - which I think elevated me from the position of 'Most Terrible Husband'. I drank what Claire did not.
|A photo I took in Leeds City Centre on 29 April|