Purveyor of Bollocks to the Crowned Heads of Europe
Wednesday, 23 October 2013
Winter drawers on
I've been spending a bit of money on glasses again recently.
Maybe in the same way as I refuse to give up smoking because certain fascistic elements in British society - a small but vociferous bunch of would-be bullies - tell me not to, I drink more than I should because it is a good excuse to use all those lovely glasses. I'm not asking you, I'm telling you, hence no question mark on the end of that sentence.
This little one (only 2 inches in diameter) is a classic English 'rummer' shape, with a 'lemon-squeezer' indent on a square-cut foot, and dates from around 1800.
"What are you going to use it for?" asks H.I.
"Single malts" says me.
"You stopped drinking whisky" says she.
"All things in moderation" says me again.
This little thing cost less than half of a bottle of 15 year-old, good single malt, but will (and has) lasted a lot longer. So far, about 200 years longer.