The Englishman’s wine
Oct 13, 2021
3 minutes
IMAGINE the panic that gripped young subaltern Bruce Guimaraens, newly posted to a regiment in India, at the end of his first dinner in the officers’ mess. The Port had just arrived and the commanding officer turned to the young soldier. ‘So, Guimaraens, you come from a Port family. What’s all this about passing the Port in a particular direction? Is it true, and, if so, which way? Clockwise or anti-clockwise?’ A terrified Guimaraens blurted out: ‘Er, anti-clockwise, sir.’ Murmurs started round the table. ‘Thought it was
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