I like pink wine and I cannot lie. To be accurate, I like rose wine. Actually, to be completely accurate, I like wine. I also like champagne, which, if we are honest, is just sparkling wine with bells on. Despite the fact that champagne is a bit pretentiously posh - it is lovely and a good pink champagne is the fecking bomb. It really is.
I'm currently sipping a glass of Wolf Blass Yellow Label Rose (imagine there is an accent on all relevant e's because I have no idea how to put one on any of them). Given the current financial climate, Wolf Blass Yellow Label Rose, is a tad expensive. Yes, it might be basic for some, but for me, it's pricey. The cost of wine, it's all relative (man).
I give my Wolf Blass a robust thumbs up (but only metaphorically due to spillage avoidance). It feels like summer in glass. And summer in glass makes me smile on the inside.
Coincidentally, I'm due a glass or two of Pimms soon, which is another lovely pink drink and a further example of summer in a glass.
Summer in a glass, summer in general and pink stuff, I salute you.
xxx
An insight into the workings of my mind. You have been warned ;-) Here you will find my musings on various matters. From the profound to the ridiculous: seemingly disparate elements yet often found to be two sides of the same coin. Notable recent thoughts are mostly about personal growth and Astrology.
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