I recently invite a few friends round to celebrate the refurbishment of the west wing here at Becky mansions (we’ll I’ve had a bit of work done on the kitchen anyway) we were on the 4th or 5th bottle when disaster struck I’d previously broken my best corkscrew (you know the type that leavers the cork out) so we had to use an old fashioned, screw it in then pull it out job, a couple of the girls had had a go at getting the cork out of this particular bottle but without any joy, as we all know females are the weaker sex (YEAH RIGHT) so being the Mr. Muscles that I am, I decided to stand up and have a go……. ......
No its not budging an inch…...............
still no luck, then I placed it between my legs and mustered up all my powers to give it one more go at which point the cork shot out and the bottle exploded covering me and my 5 guests in Italian white and glass, after a shocked moment or two we all bust into laughter.
I have no idea what happened but the thing went off like a bomb it wasn’t a sparkling wine so getting shook up shouldn’t have been a problem and as some of you know there’s not much between my legs to do damage so I didn’t hit the bottle against any thing hard