Just finished a glass of red with lunch in memory of my old mate who died a year today.

My wife nicknamed him 'Easy' - a play on his initials and because when he came stay, he was so easily pleased...toast and blackberry jam for breakfast, a sandwich for lunch so long as it came with a glass or two of red, and "not too much" of what Sandy called "Easy's nursery food' for dinner - before which would be at least two whiskey - or whisky, it didn't matter when you were going to add milk.

I tried it twice - once out of curiosity, and then some time later because I must have forgotten how awful it was.

'Easy' stuck - he once described someone as 'non-standard issue'...well he could have been describing himself.

Cheers Easy.