My sister took this series in 2004 -

she reminded me about them recently, and has one of them up as her screen saver - you don't need to know which one that is - but I assure you, as she is my eldest sister it is the least kind of all the photos below - makes her laugh anyway...small things and small minds you know.

We'd gone to the Little FishWinery near Port Macquarie, and as was his wont, Don was regaling the waitress with his vast knowledge of plonks and casks - and she as appears was listening in rapt attention to his musings - whilst I (in the background) secured our tables from the hordes of locals...

"Where's my bloody wine?" I ask...petulantly.. "supposed to be a wine tasting but can't seem to drag the floozy away from my husband...quite a floozy himself as observed on a few occasions.

Thats my being petulant.

My sisters noticing my dilemma and being loyal to a small degree recorded this event for posterity...and gave me backup
But a younger sister looks a tad too happy with Don...supposed to be on my side and giving him the "lemon lips" as instructed - but she was half shot so what could I expect?

And he had the smile of the youngest child, the golden one, the save the marriage baby that the whole family waited for...and I succumbed as per usual...I am easy that way to a good smile and "the eye"

He quickly discarded the youngster and remembered the fine vintage he had in me and soon my glass was full once again instead of empty...

All was forgiven... the marriage saved, and the sun shone again although I was a small bit put out by that secret smile on Don's face, which I was unaware of till the photos were developed.

It was the best day...good stuff... and for someone who couldn't and didn't normally drink because of the whacking pain medication he was on he disported himself reasonably well - and slept like a baby that night.