…that it’s been quite sometime since we could acquire milk in glass bottles….
…(taken at the Reynoldstown Dairy milking shed where they will sell you un-screwed with milk from Jersey cows in bottles….no wait, milk in bottles from Jersey cows…no…oh… go ahead….misconstrue that sentence…I can’t make it so you won’t…).
Bored with a record shop. 
I remember having home deliveries back in the 70s, and the shiny bottle tops. God, I’m old.
…. old yes ,Tony, but fresher than milk from the 70s!!…
That was the perfect response! 😛
…and having reached perfection…I become a cheese…..(excerpt from “zen and the art of 70’s milk”)….
I would say your mind is aged to perfection. It’s a good thing I’m not a zombie, otherwise I’d be eating it with orgiastic delight. 😉 (Damn, I typed that out loud, didn’t I…)
…unfortunately my mind has matured as a swiss cheese…lotsa holes…not very filling!…
I’m so old I can’t even drink milk anymore.
…I’m so old I can’t think of a witty rejoinder to that….
…(Hi Pamo…glad to see you ‘re still having a peek every now 7 Then)….
No room for milk with all that coke cola on board 😉
So true! My addiction continues.😄