Absinthe..

Yesterday I more or less cleared the decks as far as the office work goes. All the pending problems are resolved...almost...just one or two minor details to sort but basically I seem to have managed it...occasionally by nagging, but this seemed to work well with some officials.

Having the very last bit of the jigsaw in place now I went to the drinks cabinet...A celebratory drink looked like a good idea!

Opening the door of the ancient Chinese cabinet where most of the booze lives I found a green bottle entitled "Tunel"

This was something we brought back from Majorca in the early days of our marriage .

I had remembered it was strong but I hadn't realised just how strong until the first sip blew me head off!

It brought back vivid memories of us sitting outside in the glorious warmth of a tropical evening after a good dinner drinking the house complimentary booze. How we laughed! Now I realise it's strength, it was a wonder we got back to our apartment!

It's a good memory though. We were newly wed, very happy to be with each other and talking and laughing till the early hours, sometimes on our own but often with companions.....

I might have been tempted again but I remembered what the lady in customs told me. Tunel is absinthe, the mothers ruin of Degas and many other French impressionists.

I now know why Modigliani painted women with melon shaped heads! ...

The closest drink is Pernod I think..

If you are tempted you have to dilute it with water! .

Happy Days!

 

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