Yes, it’s a type of wine.
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But it’s not wine. Don’t you understand it? If a white sparkling wine is made in, say, Bordeaux, it can’t be called champagne, even if the same grapes are used and the same method followed to create champagne. What makes it champagne is the fact that it has to be made in Champagne. There’s a whole raft of laws in…
Champagne is more than a geographic distinction or “Just a wine”. There’s a whole culture attached to it (that’s a novelty for Americans) and an almost-mythology that American sparkling wines can’t replicate (no matter how florid their labels are). Champagne is drinking the stars.
They made a second series of Another Life? Oh good god.
There are three things that have to be made in the run-up to Christmas Eve: clootie dumpling, Dundee Cake and Black Bun. Clootie dumpling is possibly the easiest of the three to make (it’s literally nothing more than a boiled cake (one dollops the mix into a clean cloth - or cloot - boil it for a couple of hours…
They’re American. They don’t get the importance of what makes champagne champagne, or why my lot get pissy when they insist on talking about Scotch whiskey. Violence and variations, that what us Europeans are, subtleties and shade and infinite variations upon vibrations.
Eh, there’s plenty of lanky actors out there, LOL. That said - it was telling that we didn’t get to see the really amazing low-g environment of Tycho Station until Amazon started pumping the big bucks in.
Remember that bit in the very first episode? With the Belter in the tank? I wish they’d been able to do the Belters justice when it comes to the low-g environments and the effect it would have on human physiology. But, yeah, Tipper’s been amazing as Naomi.
Yeah, but don’t forget - it doesn’t become a thing until a blogger writes about it!
Well, that slideshow was a veritable cornucopia of meh. BTW - isn’t Addison Rae that culture-appropriating, creator-ignoring “dancer” from Tik Tok?
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo*gasp*oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
But that doesn’t appeal to the bloggers and their niche audience, does it? They thrive on token gestures.
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So Graham Norton was one of my favourite things on telly in the early 2000s. I mean, this is a guy who got a doggy phone to orgasm in front of Barbara Windsor...
Yeah, you’re talking pish, dear.
You can find I Know Where I’m Going on Youtube - it came out in 1945. I’d also recommend Whisky Galore! and The Maggie. Sometimes, the older films about Scotland are far superior to the shite Netflix and the like ejaculate onto your screen.
As your resident Bitchy Gay Scot, allow me to tell you this: A Castle for Christmas is the sort of hormonal, gash-frothing bullshit that middle-aged hausfraus in the USA just lap up (like a flock of Karens to a pool of warm chardonnay, bitches). It has been roundly, mercilessly and viciously mocked by Scottish Twitter…
Fucking Yanks. It’s called “The Aisle of Dreams”. We’ve been mocking/loving it over here in Europe for over two decades. Catch up!
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Come on, mate, we can’t leave these idiots to get themselves back into therapy with horrific thoughts of what mincemeat is. Tsk. You should be providing a link to a suitably-twee video showing them how it’s made and fucking with their brains by refusing to accommodate their measurement system. Like me.
Ah, Dennis. Bless your heart.
You fancy telling that to Zack Synder sometime?