Cruising the reds
I encountered a lady
holding a bottle whilst
clearly undecided over
what would be her
Friday night second.
I suggested a current
choix of mine, a quality
quaff of Merlot discounted
to a fiver.
Expressing gratitude she
went with my suggestion.
The sample already in her
grip was, she declared with
haught, a favourite of her
husband's and came in
at "... £19 a bottle".
"You did well to marry him,"
I could only reply.
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