*slovenly salute, for I hail from an Aussie military family with a fine Aussie tradition of not saluting officers or wearing uniform*
Shall do, Rwhen!
Guess what showed up on the front doorstep while I was out slaving at the local salt mine? A whole box of Bridge Tiad Celtic Red Ale! A whole box!
Straight into the fridge to chill (autumn in these parts is still pretty warm by global standards).... And they've been there overnight and all through the day and today, right now - Friday afternoon has arrived and it's time to knock off from the salt mine.
A whole box of red ale...waiting, beckoning, whispering...."Elora! Elora! Come to you precious, Elora!"
Mmmmmmmmmmm. I love the weekend! And my husband clearly loves me, for they were a surprise he ordered for me (clearly sick of my whining about the persistent lack of good red ale in Brisbane).