My little treat was sullied!

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As I’ve mentioned before, my partner gave up alcohol about 4 or 5 years ago. He says he doesn’t miss it at all and is quite happy with a cup of tea. Before, we would sometimes have a beer on a Friday or Saturday evening, or a glass of wine while doing the washing up (washing the dishes). Sometimes we would open a bottle of wine and I would have one glass and he would finish off the rest of the bottle, and I did worry that perhaps that was a bit more than was good for him. Now though I confess that I miss it! Sometimes I would like a glass of wine on a summer evening or a cold beer after working in the garden but the fact that he doesn’t drink makes me feel that somehow I’m doing something that I shouldn’t. Now and then I find myself sneaking off to enjoy a little treat in private. Yesterday evening was one of those occasions. I had spent a couple of hours hard at work in the garden, and felt I had earned a reward. After dinner and putting Little One to bed, I had a shower, changed into my nightie and decided I would sit in bed to finish off some work and have a small glass of wine while I did so. I had drunk about three quarters of the glass when I took a sip as I read my current assignment and felt something against my lip - I found a large housefly had gone and drowned itself in my glass! It seems the world is conspiring against me. I didn’t drink the last bit. All rights reserved. © Text and image copyright Fleur 2021.