"It's just the usual bottles of wine," explains Bronwyn. "It's for the event there on Friday. I'm getting them over there while I've got a bit of time to spare."
"The usual...?"
"You remember: that case of Dingo's Oxter Chardonnay-style white that was bought that time for the prize-giving at Raccoonville."
"That... but that was years ago."
"That's right. It was so bloody awful that nobody would drink it. The stuff that wasn't opened got put back in the case and it's been to every official function since then."
"So you're sending it to Catty?"
"Oh, it'll be sent back, don't you worry. But in the mean time it'll make up the numbers so it looks like we're making an effort."
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Going back to Himazas
Bronwyn's packing boxes ready for Catty Library. Noticing that the contents were bottle-shaped, and fearful that they might be Molotov cocktails, I have a nosey.
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"...so bloody awful that nobody would drink it"?? Then why not try another of Dingo's premier cru wines, for instance their rightly praised peppermint-flavoured Burgundy.
"Making up the numbers so it looks like we're making an effort?"
Cow thinking this just summed up her life in one fell swoop.
Moo!
Gadjo: Idris Peppermint Cordial. nuff said.
Ms. Cow: I think you need a holiday.
Cow now wanting a holiday...
Moo!
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