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09:27 - Oct. 28, 2003 Wine tasting isn't really my thing, I went along as a favour to C, so I binned the comment card and marched from stand to stand, eating more crackers than anyone else and speeding through all the white wines until, quite tipsy I got to the reds, went and had a ten minute chat with my sister on the phone, and then went back in, declaring that number 7 smelt of old man's armpit and number two was stale cat piss, but number 12 was quite nice. Yes, quite drunk.
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