Isn't the blood of christian babies intoxicating, then? They drink that stuff by the gallon, apparently.
What is so awfully silly about Herbie's claims that he missed his chance to track me down since we moved from the tight confines of Highbury is that he knows where I live: I live on the same road as Mesut Ozil, as I may occasionally mention.
And failing that, if he can't find me, he certainly knows where my mother lives. And indeed where her tight confines are :shrug:
It’s sweet red wine. :-(
It’s an offence to wine.
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