A Monkey's Wedding

La Belle Fille's birthday has come and gone again. Having a Summer birfday affords her the luxury of celebrating with a picnic in the park. This was, despite my sour mood brought on by the Rugby, was a grand day.

One of her friends, who shall remain nameless, provided the moment of the day, when opening a bottle of Cava; the cork erupted, unbidden, which is always a slightly worrying sign, but she then committed the ultimate schoolgirl error by glancing down, whence the cork had come, to be greeted, a split second later by the volcanic discharge of Cava.

It's hard to convey quite how funny this was, although the consensus was that she dealt with it pretty well, because it was, as LBF put it 'pretty embarrassing'.