Prescription medication for the holidays.

Last night, whilst sipping on my call-it-a-day glass of crisp white on the stoep of my Hinterhofkabuff, Aneen called from the kitchen: “What are you planning to write about in your last newsletter for 2024?"

“Ag, I don’t want to be an Aasvoël”, I replied. I mean, who wants to read newsletters when all everyone can think about is leaving their Empire and taking the Kortpad Kaaptoe - breathing in some Seelug and smoking a little bit of BBOS? “Let’s just give the clients a Moment of Silence, for Pete’s sake!”, I shouted back.

"It’s been a rough year for everyone”, she carried on. “The constant pressure of performance, trying to convince everyone at work that your Orbitofrontal Cortex is superior to your colleague's Bomb. Scared is what we all felt, but Brave is what we’ve been. We all had to dig deep, only to realise that, yet again, at the end of another year the Empire struck back and Retirement@65 is again postponed until further notice.”

As I was staring into the distance listening to the wisdom pouring out of the kitchen, conviction struck! I have to Open my mind to the suffering of my loyal clients. I may not be Smaug the Magnificent, but I could surely help.

Jip, family holidays can be Ultra complicated, but at the end of the day it's just not worth going 1-Click Off, committing an in-law Familiemoord or packing your Koffer and returning home. Ask Pat Bird, Pierre Les Cois or Little William - they’ve all been there.

There ís something I can do to break the family holiday tensions - I can give you a story to tell, a bottle to open. That’s when I thought - I could write a story where I aim to make use of 24 of my wines' names. Then pack these as mixed cases and give you 2 offerings - see it as prescription medication for the holidays.

So Jaa-bru… There you have it. Keep the peace! Love your family, pour a glass and tell great stories - because you never know when you’ll be just another Master of None.

Pieter

PS: I need to Confess ( - ions of a White Glove Chaser) - I only managed to include 23 wines in my story, but now, after my Confession, I struck 24.

PSS: And now I was informed that we have no Open your mind left, (Jan) Niemand het my gese nie... - back to 24.