25 September 2009

Rosy future

I was at a "do" recently on the Wirral (look, it always had a "the" in my day, so why drop the definite article come the 21st century?). Anyway, we were treated to a bit of fizz, ooh la la, and you could choose from white or pink, ladidah. I picked pink, lady that I am. When our glasses came to be topped up, the waitress asked if we should care for some more of "the rose". Yes, without an accent, as in like the flower. Perhaps she'd heard the wine had a floral bouquet.
Me and my posh mate Simon pissed ourselves.

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