To see the lights
We’re sorry if anyone, desperate for a bottle to accompany a late Sunday lunch, found us closed last Sunday. The overnight thunder, lightning and downpour of frogs flooded out a nearby electrical thingy causing a loss of power to a few shops, including our own. Until then, Mr Prohibition Wines had been enjoying a rare day off. He valiantly came into work and he and Mrs Prohibition Wines bravely and selflessly decamped to outside the Everyman to refresh themselves, keep an eye out for crestfallen thirsty regulars and wait for the lights to come back on. They didn’t. We headed home. Crestfallen but at least not thirsty.
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