Friday, 20 July 2012

RIP old drinking pal.



At 6 pm on most summer evenings, Lady Magnon and I sit beside the pool under a tall palm tree and partake of our first glass of wine of the day.

The dogs always join us, and usually sleep beneath our small round metal table as we discuss the events of the day. However, they are instantly alerted by the slightest sound from beyond the hedge, or elsewhere.

Yesterday was no exception, and some inaudible sound made them both suddenly leap up from their sleep; barking and tearing about looking for invisible intruders, and upturning the table at the same time.

Unfortunately my antique 'every day' glass was on the table as they stood up, and is now deceased.

So, goodbye old friend. You've served me well. It isn't your fault that we've introduced two hooligans into the household, and I promise, in future, to be more vigilant.


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21 comments:

  1. I do commiserate with you. A favourite drinking glass is not easily replaced. A few weeks ago I broke mine -- not an antique, but nevertheless I've still not found a replacement...

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    1. I've been using that glass for many years (and it showed), so it really was an 'old pal'.

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  2. a sad loss. A good wine deserves a good glass

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  3. Good cover story Sir, damned good cover story.

    I took a swig of a lousy vintage once too - bit the rim of me favourite tankard clean off - but I wasn't quick-thinking enough to blame the dogs.

    Accidentally broken, yes yes, that's it - an accident, not a reaction to excessive tannins and a bouquet like a working camel's crotch at all ...

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    1. Watch this space.... see tomorrow.

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  4. The loss of a faithfull friend is always sad... perhaps a new friend is hiding in the recesses of some display cabinet?

    Anna :o]

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    1. The new friend has already been given a wash and rub-down, and is ready for action.

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    2. On the bright side, there is no shortage of old bistro glasses in France, but it is still a terrible feeling to break a glass.

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    3. I've taken out that old 'Georgian Rummer' I showed you ages ago... It'll make a good replacement.

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  5. I'm sorry for your loss. Bad hooligan hounds - I empathise entirely. How great that your good self and Lady Cro have your winding down ritual by the pool - it sounds idyllic! Well - hounds permitting of course ;)

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  6. my husband empathises. His treat is a glass of Irish whisky served in a crystal glass (a golf prize). it broke a few months back and he is still in mourning.

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    1. He has my (recently reinforced) sympathy.

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  7. I have a favourite glass i use on those rare occasions where i enjoy some Scotch. A friend once joined me for a drink, and when he offered to reach for the glasses and got "my" glass, he commented on what a great glass it was and used it. I have tried to find a second glass like it but have thus far been unsuccessful.

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  8. It is hard to say good bye to a old friend who has been there for you in good times and in bad.

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  9. You might still be able to have it fixed. But I know the feeling. I hide my precious breakables from the kids.

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  10. Oh! I remember this glass from a previous post. Rest in peace dear vessel...

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  11. I am crooning, "Thanks for the memories...."

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  12. Aw so very sorry to hear of your vintage loss.
    It has served you well and deserved this good bye.
    Sounds like a nice way to end the day with your special better half and a nice glass of wine.
    I do miss those times.
    Now its me and my cat tinkerbell. lol
    I laughed when I read your comment about my land lady coming and staying with me. It is very odd as you mentioned and hard to explain.
    It's my fault for letting it happen the first time and now she thinks nothing of it.
    I so enjoyed my visit here tonight
    Take care and have a wonderful weekend
    Maggie

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  13. It's interesting how most of us, no matter how many cabinets full of glasses and dishes we may own, tend to have a favorite glass, a favorite cup, a favorite plate or saucer. No matter that there are other newer ones, ones without the cracks and chips and fading color. We claim our favorite, and mourn its loss.

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  14. My favourite mug must be around 35 years old. It has always been mine and noone else dared to use it, to this day. You don't see the pattern any more but I still grab that one first...

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  15. Having just now seen your pail of wine photo, may I suggest merely using the bucket and two straws?

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