Pop the lid your holiness and let's go!
My dear old mum was in town to celebrate her birthday so in preparation I popped down to Uncle Dan's and picked up a couple of bottles of Sav Blanc that she loves. Then I figured a couple of bottles of Cab Merlot wouldn't go astray for yours truly (it's been a while between reds and I do like an occasional red on top of the usual hops and malty stuff) and while I was stocking up on red, I figured it wouldn't hurt to add a brew to the box of goodies and so I walked out with the Bishop.
So last night in the countdown to my wife's amazing smelling roast pork coming out of the oven, I knocked off the lid and got down to business.
What am I smelling here?: Strangely not much. At first I figured it might be because of the eternally on again off again sneeze attacks I've been having recently that have been blocking up my nose - but then I realised I could smell the pork a mile off and can't smell anything in the glass directly under my nostrils. Strange.

Sorry Bishop but it sounds like you're phoning in this one.
2 out of 5 Sunday Sermons
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