Well ok I try and be sometimes when I'm talking on the phone and try to ditch the Bristolian west county accent for fear of being called a pirate (up the Gas!) or worse still a farmer.
Being a white wine spritzer girl is near on impossible here and I've come close to doing cold turkey through no fault of my own and certainly not through choice.
Whilst in Jaipur the group decided to have afew drinks one evening and as the wine looked abit cheap and nasty I thought would treat myself to a bottle of champagne.
So there we are on the roof top terrace and I carefully remove the foil on the bottle and I'm pulling out the cork. The next thing you know...whammmm!!!! the cork only takes me out straight between the eyes and I'm left dazzed and confused wondering what's just happened.
I've since found out the cork pops out of a bottle at the speed of 25 MPH....
There you have it. I'm that posh I get concussion from a champagne cork.
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