My wife had had a hard day. Starting at 09:30, it had been full on until 6pm. She arrived home worn out and tense. Dinner was ready, but she needed a drink first. “Ginger wine, please.” she requested.
Sitting comfortably, she merely sipped the sweet, warming wine. She didn’t need it; she just needed a sympathetic ear. At bedtime, most of the wine remained in the glass.... attracting dust.... and a passing fly.
The fly didn’t need the wine either, but like my wife, it wanted it.
This morning, there was the fly in the wine. It had passed... pissed!
Jeff Taylor over 1 year ago
My wife prefers a nice cider, or a green tea when she gets in... Knackered out of her tree :)
Christopher over 1 year ago
Reminds me of the angry fly on the toilet seat...he got pissed off (albeit a different kind of pissed than your fly!).
Neville Hunt over 1 year ago
I’m partial to a bit of green tea myself, Jeff. Mrs H occasionally has a glass of warming ginger wine during the winter months, but yesterday it was clearly more symbolic. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to pour the unconsumed wine back into the bottle (for winter!), but the fly got there first... but it proved to be more toxic than intoxic!
Neville Hunt over 1 year ago
Hehe! Christopher. I shall probably re-tell that on the golf course tomorrow (with your permission?)
Jeff Taylor over 1 year ago
Mrs.T has a very large collection of green teas from Whittards. You'd get on well together! Most of our flies end up outside after using two tea-towels in a windmill configuration to shoo them out 😊
Neville Hunt over 1 year ago
Getting them outside is an ongoing challenge for me, Jeff. I regret I’m not a shooer myself, I’m a zapper! I have to hang my head in shame when Jamie’s about though 🥴.
Christopher over 1 year ago
Absolutely, Neville. I'm not the author of that anyway. I think that was one my dad used to tell (but I don't think he was the author either!).
Jamie Clapperton over 1 year ago
The only person who should hang their head in shame when I'm about is me , sometimes. I just wish there were fly size wine glasses, A friend of mine feeds oats to slugs and I wish there were Mollusc size porridge bowls , too,