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And that is why…

30 October 2009 · 8 Comments

Last night I dragged Dave to Winex (and I would just like to take a moment here to thank Simon Back from Backsberg Estate for the free ticket – a chance bit of chit chat with you on the escalators really paid off for me.)

Now Dave doesn’t drink wine. To be honest he only likes one kind of wine: a semi-sweet white wine called Bellingham Johannesburger which is like a 1970s throw-back and reminds me of shagpile rugs and swingers parties (whatever, that’s what I think of when I think of the 1970s). (I have just seen that you can buy it here for £8.50. WTF??? If it costs R30 locally, that would be because the bottle store is ripping you off.)

Anyway, Dave totally unselfconsciously proceeded to tell pretty much each and every winemaker (and they were South Africa’s very TOP winemakers), that Bellingham Johannesburger is the best wine, and the only wine he really likes, and how he can’t begin to digest red wine and, dude, where’s the semi-sweet?

And this lack of self-consciousness and the fact that he GENUINELY DOESN’T GIVE A SHIT is the reason why I just love him so much.

Well, that and this…

Giraffe

And also because he’s a really good kisser.

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