Painful Protrusions
Following the sun, I found myself visiting friends in Brighton last weekend..well technically I was in Hove.
Hove offers welcome shelter from the crowds strewn over the Brighton intra-pier beaches, which were gradually coagulating into a rather large lobster thermador.
Once established on the warming masseuse like pebbles, the sea began to look extremely inviting. I ventured in to ankle depth, which at first was refreshing, but moments later it seemed to take on the characteristics of a large bowl of liquid nitrogen. Jumping back to the beach I looked down, relieved to still find my foot intact.
If I had slipped and taken the plunge I might have ended up like Buck Rogers and woken out of my cryogenic state 500 years later. I would have been greeted by plastic pebbles from all the pollution, a mutant strain of ruling class, rapidly evolved, thoroughly articulate seagulls, and even more draconian parking attendants.
Either that or shipped inland to be devoured as a dish at the Fat Duck in Bray.
The one advantage of the cold sea was the possibility of dangling our bottle of New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc from a groyne to keep it nice and chilled. I am uncertain that it would have been a popular suggestion for those without intimate knowledge of sea defences. Understandable confusion as both are unsightly and painful under foot. Incidentally the word groyne effectively means 'pigs snout' derived from the French/Latin. The irony is that without the ugly protrusions the beaches wouldn't be there at all.
A good 'green' man-made solution to on-beach wine cooling might be an electric wine cooler attached to a parasol parading a nice selection of the latest in portable solar panels. A slightly nerdy but nevertheless carbon friendly approach. Electric coolers are great as white wine is terrible too warm or too cold, and you can set the exact drinking temperature on the device.
I am normally not a Sauvignon Blanc fan, as I liken it to sticking your head into a flower bed while swallowing battery acid. I just cannot stomach the cheaper stuff, unlike many other grape varieties. Up the quality and price alot and it then transforms into a very pleasant refreshing summer wine.
The bottle on the beach was delicious.
Hove offers welcome shelter from the crowds strewn over the Brighton intra-pier beaches, which were gradually coagulating into a rather large lobster thermador.
Once established on the warming masseuse like pebbles, the sea began to look extremely inviting. I ventured in to ankle depth, which at first was refreshing, but moments later it seemed to take on the characteristics of a large bowl of liquid nitrogen. Jumping back to the beach I looked down, relieved to still find my foot intact.
If I had slipped and taken the plunge I might have ended up like Buck Rogers and woken out of my cryogenic state 500 years later. I would have been greeted by plastic pebbles from all the pollution, a mutant strain of ruling class, rapidly evolved, thoroughly articulate seagulls, and even more draconian parking attendants.
Either that or shipped inland to be devoured as a dish at the Fat Duck in Bray.
The one advantage of the cold sea was the possibility of dangling our bottle of New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc from a groyne to keep it nice and chilled. I am uncertain that it would have been a popular suggestion for those without intimate knowledge of sea defences. Understandable confusion as both are unsightly and painful under foot. Incidentally the word groyne effectively means 'pigs snout' derived from the French/Latin. The irony is that without the ugly protrusions the beaches wouldn't be there at all.
A good 'green' man-made solution to on-beach wine cooling might be an electric wine cooler attached to a parasol parading a nice selection of the latest in portable solar panels. A slightly nerdy but nevertheless carbon friendly approach. Electric coolers are great as white wine is terrible too warm or too cold, and you can set the exact drinking temperature on the device.
I am normally not a Sauvignon Blanc fan, as I liken it to sticking your head into a flower bed while swallowing battery acid. I just cannot stomach the cheaper stuff, unlike many other grape varieties. Up the quality and price alot and it then transforms into a very pleasant refreshing summer wine.
The bottle on the beach was delicious.
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