Bubbles?

Since a couple of the guys left the library lawn coffee cart for larger ventures the same attention to detail isn’t there. They don’t make the effort to remember you and your drink. Which is why it was nice this evening when I wandered into the bottle-O on the way home for a bottle of white and the guy said “G’day, bubbles again?” I didn’t want bubbles, I was after some semillon. It was nice to be remembered though. 🙂