October 10, 2020
A glass of wine with a meal seems so simple and it eases the evening, helping me settle peacefully. Yet an open bottle takes me three days to finish and on the third day, I am drinking the last glassful with gritted teeth and without pleasure. What grates is the necessity, the imperative to finish the wine while it is in prime condition and this removes the element of free will. Any decision now is dictated by my parsimonious and penny-pinching ways. If I buy wine it will be a good wine and a good wine should not be wasted.