Pretty, isn't it? And no, it's not some strangely coloured oriental tea, although you could be forgiven for thinking so, since there's a great big tea pot in the picture. No, that, my friends is a cocktail, called The Orient Express. I forget what was in it, and if you had seen the list of ingredients, that truly would not surprise you. I remember Grapefruit Bitters. And the thing that looks like a fraying cigar is lemon grass. Beyond that, I have no memory.
Since it is less than a month since I ventured into the world of the cocktail I am rather worried that I have followed the first one up so quickly and am on the way to developing a cocktail habit. On the other hand, looked at another way, I have about 30 years of cocktail drinking to catch up on. So that's alright then.
It was a good evening. As we are both putting ourselves through the hell that is the self funded Ph D , and at the same branch of the same institution, we necessarily had a bitch about that. But we did cheerful life stuff as well.
I know I have been more than a little dismissive here at times about the Facile wisdom of Facebook and its ilk. But I do honestly sometimes think that Lydia has been sent into my life to counter my excessive cynicism with a dose of shining optimism and the belief that the world is a beautiful and exciting place. If that is so, quite what I have been sent into Lydia's life to do is a mystery to me. I hope it's not for anything horrid!!
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