Mike’s Meandering Mumbles

I have many failings, as is well known; some being almost addictions. To my wife mainly, naturally, but that is only to be expected after 19 happily married years.

Then there is my old pal, Jack, and I have to say that I am extremely tempted by body adornment at the moment. I rarely carry my hip flask these days, not least because having bought one’s licensed alcohol the only legal place to drink it is in one’s own home. And of course there is the diet to consider! So to have at least the reminder of the bottle permanently etched might be fun. But it is that word permanently that worries me.

But at least the stuff is sufficiently well known as to appear almost everywhere one goes and often adorning ladies of grace and good taste. Thereby putting themselves amongst those that would not tempt me, except with their bottle that is.

On a less alcoholic front I am, and have been for many years, a lover of sausages. Even the UK ones that had insufficient meat content to satisfy the EU bureaucrats.

I used to go to a micro brewer and restaurant in Singapore that served delightful sausages and, mixed with a few of their brews, this was a great treat. Nothing like that exists here in the Gulf, the bans on alcohol and pork means that it is unlikely to change in the short term, so with luck (or do I mean, without luck?) I will retire prior to any such momentous changes.

But as so many mumbles I wander erratically from subject to subject. This has led many to deride me as a lesser brain and this is starting to hurt me deeply. Major steps may have to be taken.