The powers of drink...

David gave me this rose at his wedding on Saturday. It lay in the back of the car while we travelled to London on Sunday, and from London home yesterday. It looked forlorn this morning, so it was a toss-up whether it was put in a vase or on the compost heap, but water worked it's magic. Beautiful.
Me. I've had a Guinness so I'm expecting energy to be restored by tomorrow.