Tuesday, 27 October 2009

Brandy

Just don't do Brandy, especially french brandy, its a sort of nice taste I guess, but in retrospect never satisfying as it keeps you awake all bloody night. I really don't know why I brought the muck, the late Ian Fleming was right, as all alcohol is in essence a Poison, and a hangover is the result of poisoning; Brandy is the worst, especially distilled in Oak Vats. Guess what, he's right.
Am now tired as I struggle through work, look like a Panda. My colleague 'Donna' informs me that I am actually off on my holiday tomorrow! really, I had forgotten, so a lay in sounds like the order of the day.
Now the weather has changed its a case of a cup of tea, on the sofa, feet up and watch a good movie. Something like Ice Station Zebra or Dracula as its almost Halloween, have acquired a fab long coat with ascot tails, so should be able to bang something Victorian together on the night, sort of tinted blue glasses that sort of thing, aka Gary Oldman vampire in ye olde London town.
Harry sent me quite an emotional letter from Afghanistan, I would like to visit him on the front line, so I could understand his situation more...

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