Purveyor of Bollocks to the Crowned Heads of Europe
Wednesday, 15 October 2014
Still Life - after all these years
The other night, H.I. wanted to watch something on iPlayer which I didn't, so she poured herself a glass of wine and went next door.
About half an hour later, she came back in and said that the wine tasted a bit like vinegar, having drunk almost half of it. It was vinegar - it was the bottle in the middle.
I am glad I don't buy expensive wine, because I have an awful feeling it might be wasted on her, though her taste is normally more refined than mine.
I bought the electronic pepper-mill for £1 in a charity shop the other day, and once I had fitted it with £3 worth of new AAA batteries, it worked very well. A little light even comes on beneath, and it grinds the pepper even better that an extremely expensive, French, wooden one I was bought about 6 years ago for my birthday, which doesn't do anything at all, and I want to burn it for 3 minutes-worth of warmth.
Now I know what you are thinking - 'ELECTRONIC PEPPER-MILLS? WHAT IS THE POINT OF THOSE?'
Well, daughter's husband only has one hand, so you can shelve those thoughts before you verbalise them.