Some of us fall to the earth, these others roam...

Greetings from New Regent St! Or Noddy St, as G and I call it. I chucked my G into a taxi, and we went to The Auricle for a visit. It's a short hobble for my boy from the street to the bar, which is a bonus. He's doing very well, incidentally. He's off the crutches, and hobbling about slowly and gently.

Arse! Poor flowers, left to die.

Frock and 60's necklace-Two Squirrels Cardi-opshopped; must have had it 20 years! Jacket, carried-opshopped Tights-from the lovely Sue Boots-Trade Me Earrings-from darling Leisa Flower-made by my friend Claire Sunglasses-60's, Wasteland, San Francisco Handbag-60's, a vintage shop in New Orleans

So, yes, we went to The Auricle, a sound and wine bar run by the Cantabrian Society of Sonic Artists.

The latest exhibition, Sound City, was opening, so it was only polite to turn out in support. Jo is getting into the groove...sort of...there's not really any groove, actually...!

Jo's book, to Malcolm's right-your left.

Long time readers will know that Jo is a wine writer by trade, as well as a sonic artist, and she has just become the editor of Wine NZ, and this is her first issue!

As a professional wine writer, Jo needs to have her "wine face" on at all times.

This is my first attempt at "wine face".

This is my second, and clearly best, attempt.

Dave needed a little practice...

Perfection!

G is a natural.

Ooo, the pretty fairy lights came on outside!

After a good deal of wine guzzling tasting, it was time to head off home to bed.....
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