I'm sick - my second cold this summer, which is just so unfair considering how horrible I feel and how nice it is outside. It's one thing to have a cold in the winter when everyone is snuffling and sneezing, but a totally different story when everyone around you is healthy and tanned (well, we really only get 'less-white' here in the UK, but still...).
When it turned 7 pm last night and no word from my husband on his eta, I had finally had enough of feeling ill and sorry for myself. So I opened the bottle of Philizot et Fils numero 3 from 3-D Wines that was chilling in the fridge. It was a nice distraction from my misery, and my husband also seemed to enjoy having a cold glass of bubbles in the garden after a long day at work. The champagne was richer and more full of apple flavours than I remember, but perhaps that's my bunged-up nose playing tricks on me...
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