And woman invented wine...

There is no doubt about it a woman invented wine.

A man may refine it and take over it and play god only knows what with it, but a woman definitely invented it.

While Man was out hunting and doing it large on the I AM MAN front in the Stone Age, Woman was left at home with the kids bored out of her tiny mind with all that gathering, skinning, curing, preserving, hand painting lark waiting for him to make an appearance so she could get out of the cave and let her hair down for a bit like she used to before like when she had a career...

So, there she is looking at a bunch of withered grapes and going how in the heck am I going to make this lot stretch all winter when she says what the heck and throws them at the wall in frustration. A few days later she comes across the mess she hurriedly hid when HE came home and says smells nice and takes a sip. It tastes good and before she knows it she’s rolling and the fact that she’s left for days on end on her tod makes no difference at all.

He comes home and finds she’s way more amenable than ever before and the rest they say is history…

Tonight I have certainly indulged - it has taken the edge off a clearly stressful day of toing and froing and not getting very much done other than dropping off and collecting boys from school, sorting out compulsory after school activities, seeing the community paediatrician, doing the laundry, feeding the chickens, working out how to save a feral whippet from a fate worse than death (here’s hoping Cesar Milan will come up trumps) picking up and dropping off the painter, squeezing in two hours of work and still only getting one story to the editor all rounded off by spending three hours on homework which should have only taken 20 minutes...

I am only two days into the school year but the end of it I will be a certified dipsomaniac!