Talk about good luck. This morning we get our flu and C-19 jabs at the Community Hospital. Two cancellations showed up on the website just as we logged on at midnight and we got both of them. 'The Font' had a booster in France in May, Angus hasn't had one since last November.
Last night 'The Font' thought it might be a good idea to go out for a pre-dinner drink. Angus suggested the bar in the fancy hotel that's a four minute drive away. 'The Font' thinks that option is lacking in character. We head off instead into the little coastal village. 'It's a lovely night. Let's sit outside' . It is indeed a lovely night but the thermometer reminds Angus that we're no longer in France. The suggestion we move inside is met with ' A little cold never harmed anyone'.
The bar has a limited wine list. There are two wines that can be served by the glass. The barman suggests a cheeky little Romanian number. ' You can get it in both red and white '. The alternative is a super sweet Portugese desert wine. Angus settles, unhappily, on the cheeky little Romanian. He hopes that he didn't let slip an audible ' Oh my God ! ' of despair when faced with these choices. 'The Font' asks if they do non-alcoholic cocktails . 'Leave it to me ' says our host with a momentary hesitancy which suggests he's never made one before. Angus intuitively knows we are about to enter a gustatory twilight world . The non-alcoholic cocktail turns out to be raspberry syrup, tonic and crushed ice with a couple of raspberries placed on top. Even 'The Fonts' determination to find something positive in every situation is tested by this.