July 30th, 2005

A Beaker Full Of the Warm South

We were in Lidl the other day and I bought a bottle of wine on the strength of it's having come from Catalonia. It cost me of £2.99.

It'll probably be horrid, but one of the good things about me is I'm not a wine snob. I'll drink anything- pretty much. Wine is wine is wine. I have no palate.

We bought a bottle back with us from holiday. I'm keeping it for a special occasion that never comes. Actually it's more like a talisman, a link to another time and place. A portal. So long as it's there, the holiday is - on some rarified plane- still going on.

But now that I've found a supply of replacements perhaps I can get it drunk.