WHEN WINE TASTES LIKE HONEY

Yesterday I thought I had seen the future.
Today though now I am not so sure.

I am a little behind the times here as I had never tried what is apparentley the oldest drink in our history until yesterday. Needless to say I was an instant fan. I got a little carried away.

Mead. Have you ever had it? I had of course heard of it but didnt know what it was. For those of you who dont know it is wine that tastes of honey. I know, honey wine...could life get any better?

I was sat with Chris Hall who seems to know all things mead. He informed me that it was Mary Queen of Scots favourite drink (served warm with a sprig of Rosemary). Now that was nice. Maybe it explaines why I ended up dancing with a Scottish man in Chicago Rock.

Yes, Chicago Rock, cant believe I ended up there again. For a reason totally unknown to me whenever I go in the Rock I take off my shoes and leave them lying all over the place. Last night it was the turn on my cowboy boots. Im such a loser.

Talking of cowboys, as its my last day here on 24th I suppose I should have a party. What with my love of fancy dress it would be a shame not to. So its Canadian themed....Cowboys, Indians, Lumberjacks, Beavers, Moose...what else is there? Im going to be an indian. Im hoping that it is the same day as Langley Fete (my favouritest day of the year) I think its the last Sunday in June, I will check tomorrow. If it is then I think we should all go there in fancy dress and the end up back here when they run out of beer. This time I will not win any goldfish nor will I stalk John Squires and follow him from stall to stall.

Today has seen me mostly throwing up from drinking a bottle of Mead, making the error of wearing flip flops with a maxi dress (the dress kept getting trapped twixt sole of foot and sole of flip flop) which did not look that graceful as I walked out of Subway. I went up to see Claires new house which is near to my Mom and Dads where I will be moving to on 25th until the new people move in and we leave. Looks like I will be back drinking in the Flower Pot.

I love it when things go full circle.