It's been a long lay-off; too long. but needless to say it
hasn't been wasted, much research having been, reluctantly I
might add, undertaken in the interim.
Like red wine but find it plays havoc with your constitution?
The headache, the dry horrors the morning after, the feeling
you've been clobbered during the night by a virtual
steamroller? In this part of the world we are used to our
reds being "big".
Being the reluctant drinker that I am, it takes a bit of arm
twisting to get me out to any of the city's watering holes -
and even then they have to have something a little different
about them.