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19 June 2004

From wine, what sudden friendship springs

We went to a wine tasting on Saturday night with some work mates. Very cultivated it was. Everyone had to bring a bottle of Italian wine. The bottles were covered in foil and we had to guess the year and grape etc. Lots of discussing whether the wine tasted more of cut grass or straberries or sweaty socks (I think that was the influence of the nearby Italian cheese.). It all started off slightly stilted but as the sips flowed, everyone warmed to their subject and much jovial banter ensued...

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