When it comes to dealing with a throat dryer than Norwich City's goalspring, many would opt for a fine cup of Gold Blend.
Because it's coffee; and coffee, being primarily water-based, is wet.
We need that wetness. Especially when our throats are dry.
But I eschew that estimable beverage. Not just because of Anthony Stuart Head in those adverts.
Though sometimes we all need to shake our beans.
My epiglottis-soaker of choice is Twinings Earl Grey. In a horsemug. Purists will scoff, saying Grant Holt should be the last thing to spring to mind just now.
Especially in terms of what I want in my throat.
But for me, the delicate bergamot scent dancing delightfully on my parched pharynx brings paroxysms of pleasure comparable to Chippy landing a pass on a sixpence from sixty yards away.
And I'll be bolting on two and a half inches of custard cream too, first chance I get.
Posted By: Old Man, Feb 13, 10:38:27
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