Tipsy Wine

Had some relatives over for lunch yesterday. After three red hot days it turned out a bit indifferent: white cloud cover, cool breeze. But we were determined to sit outside so all braved the breeze.

Visitors brought this rather amusing bottle of wine. I don`t drink, but even I felt sloshed looking at it.

PS: Staffy`s owner picked him up from the vet. Got a telling off for not having him chipped. Little blighter had escaped from his new collar. All the staff at the vet`s fell in love with him -- the dog, not the owner!