I just spent a delightful two days with Nickemu the Mad Greek in the Hunter Valley, a wine growing area of New South Wales north of Sydney. Instead of coming home with the car boot full of wine, perhaps I should have purchased this remedy instead.
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Mmmm... Wine country. Mmmmm. I love touring wineries to begin with. But throw in somebody named Nickemu the Mad Greek, and it's got to be grand!
You know ... I think Id buy just about ANYTHING that was advertizd on th side of a barn.
What a beautiful shot!
Well, gee- they're only pills, so you can fill the boot up with wine and the glove box up with pills.
Phoebe: I feel you would have fitted right in.
Joey: Is that your version of Carpe Diem? Perhaps Carpe Barnum?
Sara Sue: You are a woman of taste. (Remember - even more taste once you kick the butts)
Colonel: I think there's always room for remedies of every kind. I'll be posting shots of the old Rothbury Cemetery soon (also taken on this trip). That's the final remedy, I guess. More wine, Vicar?
Umm ... isn't it against the law over there to remove an Indian's root?
If they work for you can you get me some also? I've always failed in getting roots come to life.
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