So, while football fans lear at the royal wedding, and the Queen remains shy and locked up solid in the castle, snow and sleet are forecast for Saturday. Truly, this discontent shall be over by winter's end.

Oh, I see by the sundial, it's time for a stein of Beck's. Or perhaps, a glass of Napa Valley's finest. Wilst thou join me in a 1962 vintage? A truly nobel year.