La bienheureuse has been in hot and steamy Bulgaria since Wednesday, but she was here to celebrate my birthday earlier in the week, my years on this earth equalling the unbeaten run of the famous Invincibles of 2004. As is only right for an idle layabout, I cooked dinner and the wage-earner bought a rather excellent bottle of Pope's Newcastle. Lovely it was too.
Otherwise, a quiet week, the weather gets warmer and sunnier in thoughtful anticipation of our upcoming holiday, in the French home of rosé wine, where the vignerons should be in a good mood following their victory against the despised blended red & white wine. Not the real stuff at all.
