Wine drinking is turning into a habit! One of these days I may have to join the AA (and I’m not talking about the automobile association).
Saturday morning Mom, Dad and I went to do some shopping and on the wine shelf, Mom discovered this…
It was the last bottle, so we bought it, but more about that later…
Saturday night was a bit of a disaster – we went to pick Elizabeth up to stay over and Dad somehow managed to get totally blotto – so much so that he was staggering and slurring and he couldn’t even remember having eaten. Mom and I were not only angry, we were embarrassed! Elizabeth said that if her presence was making us uncomfortable I should take her home, but that in its own would have caused an international incident, that I opted to ask her to stay, which being the loyal friend she is, she did.
Sunday morning we were up early and I packed a bag to stay over there, popping the Toffee Chunk into the bag for us to enjoy at her house. Dad seemed oblivious to the fact that not one of the women in the house was angry with him. Sunday was a quiet day spent watching cricket, braaiing and sleeping the afternoon away. We watched the Sunday night movie, Bounty Hunter with her Dad and then Elizabeth went to bed. Irene, Elizabeth’s other sister (there are three of them) brought Spud for me from the DVD shop where she works, so I still watched that. While I enjoyed the movie, particularly John Cleese’s portrayal of The Guv, I was disappointed that the movie wasn’t at least a half hour longer. I feel there could have also been more dialogue between the members of the Crazy Eight. When I eventually did get into bed at something to midnight, I couldn’t sleep.
Yesterday morning we were up bright and early again because we had a date…a date with Boplaas winery in Calitzdorp. Elizabeth’s youngest sister, Adrienne is getting married on June 18th, and she asked us to join her and her fiancé Marc, to go wine-tasting for the table wine. Needless to say, we were only too happy to oblige. We travelled with Elizabeth’s brother, Patrick, in a car that had NO aircon and it was 37 degrees! We nearly melted…but it was well worth it.
Calitzdorp is a tiny little town in the Klein Karoo, and is known as the Port Capital of the country. Here are some pics of our trip:
Got home yesterday afternoon, exhausted from the heat and a tad buzzed from the wine that I just went to my room and slept with the fan going full tilt.