I feel like a cheese monger on the third day of his annual visit to Cheddar Gorge. 
Cheese mongers love the cheddar gorge. It's like the mother land. The third day of the visit is generally considered to be the most relaxing and invigorating. 
Not everyone fully understands the ways of the cheesemonger. They're a curious group. They like repetition... And cheese... And tiddlywinks. Their ways are muddled by rituals, superstition and a fine layer of Brie coating their bodies. Sometimes they believe it to be Tuesday.
I'm drinking the reverse side of a cup of dandelion wine. In honour of the cheesemonger.