Wednesday, April 16, 2014
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The bottle is then riddled, so that the lees settles in the neck of the wine bottle... Manual riddling is still done for Prestige Cuvées in Champagne... mechanised riddling equipment (a gyropalette) is used instead. (Wikipedia)
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Mrs. Spat is photogenic and all, but who is that dashing gentleman?
She is looking well. Wisely conserving her energy.
She's as big as a Rocky Mountain!
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Spat's not big, it's just that I'm really really small.
Spat's not big, it's just that I'm really really small.
You remind me of one of my best friends from school. Similarly small -- 5-foot-nothing (152cm for you civilized folk) and also similarly hirsute.
I am big. It's the Kiwis that got small... Ready for my close-up, Mr. De Mille.
Which one is Mrs. Spat?
What do you do when she comes home with a small car in her mouth?
Wear are the party pajamas?
Ha! Not enough coffee this morning... that should have been where. Perhaps I was thinking you need to wear the party pajamas. :)
Good lord.
My troops would like to surrender to Mrs. Spat.
Umm, at her convenience, of course.
We'll just wait over here by this tree until she's finished her nap...
Fricken fracken Google SSO doesn't play well with the blogger thingie...
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