Louise and Ben appeared at the door of the study this afternoon. 'Do you remember us?' she said 'We're your partner and child.' I must admit I have been somewhat obsessed recently. I'd spent most of the day googling 'vines for sale' but after careful consideration came to the conclusion I had neither the time or the money.
A lesser option would be to rent a row or two somewhere.
Found a website called ultimategifts.co.uk. A young lady stared seductively into the camera surrounded by vines.
'Who's that?' Louise said. 'Oh, it's only research' I replied.
What seemed to on offer was the chance to rent a row of vines somewhere hot, very hot by the look of things. It didn't cost much either. You could visit your row whenever you wanted. It was sort of like owning your own piece of France or Italy or wherever, the snag was you didn't get to make the wine. Someone else did that for you. They'd slap your very own label on the bottle made from your very own grapes but it didn't seem quite like the real thing.
'Looks like a good idea' Louise said.
'The whole point is for me to make it myself' I replied, 'to be involved in the whole process from start to finish'
She sighed
'This is cheating' I said, 'like singing someone else's songs'
'You're really determined to do this, aren't you?' she said backing away from the door.
'Yes I am, deadly serious'
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