It is currently about ten to midnight, and I'm sitting (well slouching) drinking Hennessy cognac that was bottled for Kenya Airways. It is all a little surreal. Well actually the cognac is quite nice, but other than that it is a little surreal.
Let me tell you a story... Once upon a time there was a little boy who was teething, to take away the pain his grandmother used to rub brandy (well it might have been whisky or gin, but you get the point) on his gums. Now fast forward 31 years and that little boy is a fully grown (some would say overgrown) man and is sitting at his computer drinking cognac. The cognac was recently given to him by his grandmother and tonight he is drinking it to remember and celebrate her. He'll probably never find out how he came to possess a bottle of Hennessy cognac that was bottled for Kenya Airways.
Missing you...
