The fireworks commence.
Kitty hides under the bed.
Name: Villa Verde Montepulciano d’Abruzzo
Type: red wine
Recipe: slow roast pork shoulder
Review/notes: Bonfire night saw my own gunpowder plot in the form of going out for my first — albeit brief — run in 3½ weeks (because of surgery, bleeding like the last of the Romanovs, and the worst case of lurgy I’ve had since 1983 which lingers on, and on, and on). The fireworks and the nearly full moon were all that lit my way on a lot of the trail which overlapped an awful lot of both the G-Had HHH and the Moonrakers HHH trails for the evening.
The dinner was lovely and needed no tending so I headed into town after the jog and walked home beneath the fireworks with Jackie (who had a late day, today). “Fancy a glass of wine with dinner?” I asked as we passed the supermarket. After a long pause with her mouth ajar she whispered, “who ARE you and what have you done with Bun?”
[DT =Daily Tipple, explained in DT #000 here]