6:46pm Sunday 20th December 2009
By Alan Phillips - Life with Lottie
To be or not to be - that is the question Whether it is nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune , or to take up arms against a seizure of sloe gin and by opposing end it. But pray first to look at lovely Lottie
Of all the trees in the wood, the Holly bears the crown; our bulwark against a sea of troubles but not to be confused with the bitter blue sloe berries, with their poisoned thorns.
'Tis a consummation to be wished.
There is nothing like a crisp cabbage, softly steamed with a touch of butter that melts in the mouth to make a Christmas dinner honest with a good drink.
The native hue of resolution?
Purple sprouts fit for the queen's speech, made firm by a full frost and crowned in snow.
Ay ,there's the rub.
Carrots, framed but not cloched, too late for Christmas, the cunning Jaspers. But what see I yonder?
Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man contumely?
Alas alack, I am undone. Snow gin or sloe gin is to be drunk slowly , but look who sinks my sloe gin....shquickly.
Was it heavenly Helen? Troy to sip it sloely.
Who would fardels bear?
To grunt and sweat under a weary life, when ice may bring cool comfort to a tempered brow or chill a sloe gin slowly.
Who will Save Our Sloe grin?
I will take arms against a sea of troubles!
Happy Christmas and a peaceful New Year.
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