Thursday, 29 September 2016

Week 4. Wine.

I sincerely hope you're feeling well enough by now but chances are that you aren't. Fun recovering from baby expulsion isn't it? And then spending a month averaging 3 hours shut-eye a night. 

I have fermented grapes in my Arsenal (take what you will from that). A medium glass a day at circa 6pm takes the edge off shirty comments, poo in the plug hole and mass histeria that comes with bath time 'a trois'/quatre if you count the wino banshee running the show. Try it. Early quaffing ensures maximum enjoyment before an inevitable pre 9pm curfew. 

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