Shame of the shes

This is the roll call of shame from the Isle of Wight festival weekend. It was originally scrawled on the back of Zuzula's cheque but that was just too decadent to post (and also Zuzu wants to keep her finances intact ... or as intact as they can be).

1 bottle Sauvignon Blanc
1 bottle Pinot Grigio
1 large glass house white
1 vodka lime soda
1 SoCo and lemonade
4 SoCo and lemonades and 4 vodka lime sodas
1.5 bottles of Oyster Bay
8 mini bottles of white wine
2 vodka lime and sodas
2 vodka and cranberry
6 glasses of white wine
some red wine
some orange cocktail premix thing
2 pints of cider
1 bottle of Louis Dornier champagne
4 white wine mini bottles
1.5 glasses of beer
4 pints of cider
2 white wine mini bottles
3 red wine mini bottles
1 bottle of tattinger rose
1.5 glasses of beer (small)
1 bottle of beer
1 bottle of Colombard Sauvignon
2 bottles of Soave Classico
1 vodka lime and soda
1 SoCo and lemonade

(for pitys sake).

About time we had a new one and so ...

... I present:

Kaituna Hills
New Zealand
Marlborough 2006
Sauvignon Blanc (*clappy hands*)
13.0% (meh)

Its bright and clear and (what the hey) is reminiscent of pale winter sunshine.

The nose is full of gooseberry tart with a touch of pear drops.

Its dry with good acidity, zingy with crisp almost sour apples and gooseberry again. Long length (hallo).

All in all, it will do the trick nicely.
Cheers.

Fat Love

Some of us are lucky enough to find love ...

"Louise was falling for Mark on the internet. He was witty, kind-hearted ... But was there something she didn't know?"

The answer is 'yes'. She was talking to Jabba The 'Pizza' Hut.

Favourite quotes:

- We tucked into a KFC meal.

- He needed a number two ... he couldn't reach to wipe himself ... it wasn't the magic of most second dates, but this was real life.

- And a week on, installing a double bed downstairs, I stripped naked and pulled on my pink cowboy hat, then straddled Mark's bulk. 'My sexy Buffalo Lou', Mark moaned with pleasure. 'My King Tut', I gasped.

Mark is a very lucky man. In spite of his impeccable fashion sense, he'd always been insecure. Ppppttthhhhhhh ...

The Evidence

What a wonderful time we had ...

The incident

The culprits: She, Zuzula and Wine Lover

The situation: lunchtime on New Years Eve, in a bar in Edinburgh within one hour of Wine Lover's flight landing

The result: a hundred pound bar bill of which only only £28 was food

Outcome: a very messy New Years Eve night

wine in Prague

Prague = fabulous

Wine in Prague = paint stripper

Wine Top 10

Summer tipple

I am on (yet another) diet and somewhere in the mists of time I am sure I was told that champagne has less calories than wine ... something to do with it being dryer and having less sugar or somesuch. So I am being gloriously misled and indulging in some rather lovely Brut Cava Reserva from M and S. It gives damn fine mousse.