Grown Up Glasses

A week and a half after returning to work and we are slowly getting our groove in place. I’d probably be a lot more settled if I could get over my one big obsession at the moment and concentrate on things like cleaning the house and feeding the family.

I’m obsessed with wine glasses.

It all started when we visited Michelton for Mothers Day this year. We did some tastings at the cellar door and they supplied us with magnificent tasting glasses. This got me thinking about the glasses we use for drinking at home. They are not magnificent. They are actually quite terrible – I think I bought them just out of uni. Poor, starting up a house they did the job. Thick, poorly shaped – they may even have come from Ikea if I remember properly. Oh dear. Now I’ve written that they seem even worse.

Any way. The thought that I am now a grown up and I should have proper red wine drinking glasses has not left my mind. At the time I was on leave and on considerably less than half pay, so it wasn’t an option to go out and splurge then. Now, two months later, I can barely think of anything else. I went down the street today to buy a set only to find the shop had shut down while I was away. Unbelievable. Now I’m getting desperate – if anyone can point me in the direction of a shop that’s open tomorrow and has glasses in stock I will be forever in your debt, and I’ll pour you a glass of red in thanks.