Down the pub last night, discussing everything to do with the impending move, all we need is a date and we're ready to go. Soooo frustrating waiting and waiting and not able to do anything.
As the evening ended decided to treat myself to a port.
New bar staff, "port? Is that wine?"
"Well, it's a fortified wine," I reply.
The darling pours me wine measure!
I return to my seat, stunned. I should have said something but didn't want to embarrass...
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