Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner - that I moved to Nice.
I have learned to obey him and anticipate his humours. Fortunately he has better taste than my gullet.
Oh come on, it's not an exam in social acceptability :-)
My liver doesn't seem to be complaining after my little celebration last night - even drinking the stuff offered in a few bars - though I did wake up in the early hours. But I did a bit more reading of "Conscience of a Liberal" - even if I don't have the conscience of a wine connoisseur :-) Maybe it's because I'm a Londoner - that I moved to Nice.