Fnaar
Smutmaster General
- Location
- Thumberland
Right, when I was a kid, mulled wine was something you'd heard about, and it was associated with 'not us' (i.e. toffs and the like)
Now, thanks to John Prescott saying so, we are all middle class, apparently, so bl00dy everybody does it from now till January. Mrs F has just wasted 2 perfectly good bottles of wine making a mulled concoction for some friends she's got round... none of them actually drink that much, so I'll probably drink most of it, then Mrs F will moan at me for doing so, and I'll say well, nobody else was going to touch it.
I like it a bit, but it's inescapable... whenever we get invited into someone's house for the next month, there'll be a big flipping pan of it, and nobody (except me) will be drinking it.
Same with mince pies... I love them, and everyone has them, but nobody eats them (ooh, I daren't, I've had two this week... get lost mate, I've had three in the last 10 minutes).
Grr. Yum.
Now, thanks to John Prescott saying so, we are all middle class, apparently, so bl00dy everybody does it from now till January. Mrs F has just wasted 2 perfectly good bottles of wine making a mulled concoction for some friends she's got round... none of them actually drink that much, so I'll probably drink most of it, then Mrs F will moan at me for doing so, and I'll say well, nobody else was going to touch it.
I like it a bit, but it's inescapable... whenever we get invited into someone's house for the next month, there'll be a big flipping pan of it, and nobody (except me) will be drinking it.
Same with mince pies... I love them, and everyone has them, but nobody eats them (ooh, I daren't, I've had two this week... get lost mate, I've had three in the last 10 minutes).
Grr. Yum.