Monday 11th January – 3,000,000 Burgundies and One Cock

OMG. Lily’s infant’s school has demanded that their pupils hike through the treacherous snow and ice in order to what? Sing nursery rhymes, pour sand in each other’s hair? Don’t they know there’s a bloody glacier outside the house? Lily and I slip and slide our away up the road, Lily adorned in her bright [...]

Sunday 10th January

Housebound, I have nothing better to do than work all day, mainly on a humungous Tokaji article. Later in the evening, Tomoko and I sit down to watch another depressing but brilliant episode of “Wallander”, Kenneth Brannagh looking increasinly wan and on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I make a mental note to never become [...]

Saturday 9th January

I think the Martin family are beginning to get cabin fever being stuck inside with all the snow. I order Tomoko into town to do some shopping, agreeing to look after Lily and Daisy. That’s me: metrodad. Of course, as soon as my wife closes the door, I chuck on a DVD and plonk them [...]

Friday 8th January – Burgundy ’08 (Part Deux)

Day 2 of the Burgundy 2008 tastings and still the Siberian winter persists in preventing me from tasting the wines. I gaze out the living room window at the Arctic conditions…do I risk my life out there? An 80-year old pensioner wrapped up in 300 layers of clothing walks past and I know what is my destiny [...]

Thursday 7th January – First Tasting Of The Year

I have been experiencing cold turkey recently. Not the John Lennon kind. No, not the leftovers from Christmas Day, but withdrawal symptoms from wine tastings. Today is the first lap of the Burgundy 2008 marathon, the first of over a dozen squished into several days. I have been preparing for the last week: push-ups, sit-ups, tongue [...]

Wednesday 6th January – Dawn of the Surrey Ice Age

Open the curtains to be greeted by a perfect blanket of deep snow. There is the usual six seconds of childlike wonderment at how Narnia it all looks, then realization hits, you fret about whether you have enough bread and milk in the fridge to survive 48-hours. You should have gone to Tesco’s yesterday and stocked up [...]

Sunday 3rd January

The second day of the year. No catastrophes so far, though I think I have overdosed on David Tennant (and I did not even see the final episode.) I think BBC must have decided just to cancel celebrating Christmas/New Year and celebrated David Tennant instead. I switch on Radio 4 to listen to Desert Island [...]

New Year’s Day

The first day of 2010, of the teenies, the tweenies or whatever we have to call the incipient decade. If I can get through today without any catastrophes, then it bodes well for the remaining 365. Alas, we suffer a minor catastrophe when I cajole my protesting family out into Siberian Surrey for our annual [...]

New Year’s Eve

This afternoon, I accompany my wife to the doctor’s surgery. Nothing serious mind, just there to translate medical babble into plain English.We are summoned to her room and confronted with a ill-tempered medic, irked that her New Year celebrations cannot start until she has seen off her last patients of the decade. I feel as [...]

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