It's All Mao's Doing
Friday, 15th September, 2006
I had a glass of Chinese wine and a glass of Thai wine here at work, the
tasting notes for the thai wine described it as having a watermelon bouquet,
although rabbit hutch was the overwelming aroma for me ...it tasted like a glass
of mekong delta ...absolutely delightful.
I am sending you a bottle to celebrate
your belated birthday. The Chinese have equally as far to come with their wine
making. I wonder if it is due to the poluted irrigation or just a strange inabillaity to
It's all Mao's doing.
I wish I was a gambling woman, if I was I would have made a minor amount
when the favourite Pete won Big Brother last week. As predicted by me in
Anyways, I was out when that announcement was made, but
apparently he went all tourettes on the house and made a big mess. I was out
seeing Bob Log III, a one man blues band at the Spitz in East London, He wears
a helmet with a telephone attached to it instead of using a microphone.There
was no airconditioning in there, I thought I might faint and wished I was at home
watching Pete win. It is nice that he won.
I miss big brother, even though I
never really watched it, it was just nice knowing that it was there like an old
crazy and surgically enhanced friend to catch up with when you get a minute.