Sunday, September 23, 2012

Monty Python (again)


FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Who'd have thought thirty year ago we'd all be sittin' here drinking Château de Chasselas, eh?
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
In them days we was glad to have the price of a cup o' tea.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
A cup o' cold tea.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Without milk or sugar.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Or tea.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
In a cracked cup, an' all.

It's funny, twenty five years ago, just before we came to Canada, who would have thought we'd be drinking Château de Chasselas while touring through Kelowna, near to where the "mighty rivers of British Columbia"  run and indeed, the lumberjacks rattle about. We remind ourselves that all this we see should never become commonplace, but we see amazing sights every day, we travel and paddle in amazing landscapes and the scenery never fails to impress. I thought of this while drinking this fine "Chasselas" from a Kelowna winery and it wasn't the wine talking when I realised that we have it all.

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