Showing posts with label Buckfast. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Buckfast. Show all posts
Friday, 26 November 2010
This Week's Tipple
Every day I spend my time drinking wine.
Up here in darkest Lanarkshire Wine means only one thing. Just like ginger or juice actually means Irn Bru, when men of a certain age say "I'm off for a bottle of wine " they mean, tonic of course, not a St Emilion Grand Cru.
Cheers
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