There’s one thing you must know, as an eighteen year old wine, and many other beverages containing alcohol, are hidden mysteries to me. At least, they were until I came over here to Europe and discovered that you can be too careful sometimes, and cause more problems with your care and attention than you solve. It’s just a case of, if you make something mysterious, everyone wants to know the secret, everybody wants to be ‘in’, in the know. Everybody wants to try and see what all the fuss is about. That means, suddenly, at a certain age, you can do practically anything you want, with no one stopping you, even with the blessing of those Mandarins in Washington – or wherever – and everything goes downhill from there, simply because you haven’t yet got the necessary experience.
Smoking, sex, driving, drinking, all things which are held back from the impressionable youth of today, because it isn’t good for them to learn somethings to early in their lives. Then one day, they’re old enough and try everything. The result? Teenage pregnancies, alcoholics before twenty, death and destruction.
Well, perhaps not quite as bad as that, but you know what I mean.
I guess I’m lucky in some ways. My Dad let me try wine – but nothing else – when I was reasonably young, and explained a lot of things about alcohol, and many other ‘adult’ things to me in a caring and thoughtful manner. He did what no school was able to do over many years, instill a sense of responsibility in me, and a sense of pleasure. There was no binge drinking – as the English call it – trying to get as many drinks inside you as quickly as possible during the Happy Hour when everything was cheap. There was no ‘the bottle’s open, it must be emptied’. We had a glass of wine now and then with a meal and good conversation.
It’s only in the last few months that I’ve really been able to appreciate this, but I will be eternally grateful for his forethought and care. Just a shame that he couldn’t teach me anything about the other pleasure in life, but that’s what my girlfriends do with more than a little pleasure!
Love & Kisses, Viki.