We are a civilized peoples here in New London. Which is why on the occasional* weekend, after our marathon workouts* and saving of civilizations*, we do the right thing and pop a bottle of bubbly to celebrate our achievements and accompany our further chores.
Yesterday was no different.
In the old days we would try to shoot the cork over the Bittersweet Fence at Champagne Park.
We are a much more refined people now. Now-a-days we try to shoot that cork right into the birdie bath.
That has been accomplished exactly once. By moi. But that is a story for a different day.
Yesterday was a day like almost every other day we try to nail it.
We get the bottle ready . . .