Tonight’s blog consists primarily of a photo of the bottle of wine that prevented me from writing it. If you look closely at the photo, you will realise that the bottle is unopened and the glass beside it is clean. I am stone cold sober, and I think the only person I know who could be hit on the head by a bottle of wine while shopping in Tesco’s. This is not the bottle that hit me, I hasten to add. That one fell off the top shelf while I was picking this one up from the bottom. Sometimes you couldn’t write life …
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