I ache a lot today, in places I hadn't expected to ache. It feels like I've been punched in the stomach, it's not a very pleasant experience but at least I've not got any bruises.
After I'd finished scampering down buildings I returned to the office to get changed and after a bit of messing around with words it was time to go to my favourite wine shop in the whole world - Planet of the Grapes - to do a wine tasting recording for a radio show.
The shop was very busy so we couldn't do a recording (that is going to happen today) so instead we sat around drinking port and sampling some very nice wines. We drank one with 'cashmere tones' according to the chap from the wine house who was there doing business with the owner.
Once we had worked our way through a good percentage of the samples we moved onto the white port and helped the owner with his tasting notes. It was fun trying to come up with ridiculous phrases for him to put in my personal best were
'The nose is like a spring meadow with a bee hive, just hints of honey in the wind'
'This wine has a confident flavour that struts across the palette like a Troubadour'
When the wine nonsense was over I was filled with an urge to by some champagne. When I was proper bachelor I always had champagne in the fridge.
This is because you should always have it around for emergencies. Emergencies like meeting someone fun and you don't want to stop drinking yet but the pub is closed, a bottle of very good champagne chilling in the fridge can be just what a chap needs to save the day.
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(So why is it all the chaps i meet are recovering alcoholics with nary a bottle of anything in their fridge?)
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