So...,, I found myself eating a pickled onion in the shower today. Is it the weather? Never happened before. Am considering a glass of prossecco tomorrow. Is that strange? Hoping it is!
I have looked exactly like the gurning Wilfred Brambell on the few occasions I have been unable to avoid being give a glass of the gruesome Prosecco! ?
Though I rarely drink alcohol, I can remember once treating myself to a glass of brandy whilst soaking in a hot bath. It definitely knocked the edges off what had been an unusually difficult day at work. My former husband, whom I divorced following his multiple adulteries, cited this incident in Court as evidence of my ‘loose moral character’ ! I wonder what he would have said if I had been sitting there with a plate of pickles and a bottle of prosecco?
It also reminds me of the 'Darling Buds of May' episode where Ma and Pa Larkin were eating bacon and eggs in the bath . A pickled onion is nothing in comparison!