So, New Wine survived. I have encountered, and failed to be wrecked by, this charismatic poshstock. There was much to enjoy, and indeed savor, but also a bit of dodginess and weirdness. Will reflect before posting but I enjoyed the company of my co-Trendlewoodians immensely.
I do note however that New Wine is one of the few places in the world you can sing, in harmony with 2000 others, 'I won't let go until I feel your touch.' A few more lepers to be healed yet then.
Lips salved. Beard shaved off. Body showered. Sore bits anointed. Washing on. 587 emails deleted. Bit tired now.
Bit tired and emotional, then?
ReplyDeleteIf the new wine does this to you, maybe try the vintage.
A lot of people poo-poo Australian Table Wine.