29 going on 21

Things are a little foggy this morning. I have visions of wine bottles, wine flavoured ice-cream, vineyards and cheese platters. The pain in my backside tells me that the bike-riding was a little tough for my 29-year old body. My red nose tells me that we shouldn´t have attempted to ride to vineyards at midday.

One year older. Still none the wiser.

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