‘Too much of anything is bad…’

‘… but too much Champagne is just right.’ If you know who said that without using a search engine or any other kind of reference material such as, dare I suggest it, a book – and without jumping to the end of this post, excitedly alert as you will undoubtedly be to the possibility of the solution indicated by the strategically-positioned asterisk – then you get a million squillion points.

Speaking of clues, here’s one about a recent creation of mine:

If you've been reading my posts in the last few months, few and far between as they've been, you should be able to guess this one.

If you’ve been reading my posts in the last few months, few and far between as they’ve been, you should be able to guess this one.

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Bottoms up… hic!

So, 1 December was our 8th anniversary – 8 years since we went on our first date to what was then a charmingly weird Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park (and which has since become, as we discovered on our 5th anniversary to our distinct dismay, a ghoulish game of Santa-related sardines), got lost in the rain and ended up in a romantic clinch at a bus stop.

We are very good about anniversaries in this house but we are very good without overdoing it, which I like. OK, so we did treat ourselves to an afternoon tea at Bertram’s Brown’s, later rolling back home stuffed to the brim with deliciousness. And we exchanged cards. Oh yes, and I made this for Mark:

If you can guess what this is from this picture, you get a squillion points (unless you already know because I've told you all about it before!).

If you can guess what this is from this picture, you get a squillion points (unless you already know because I’ve told you all about it before!).

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