Here's one I made earlier! [wine]

More whine than wine!

You could make your own Bailey's from condensed milk, coffee powder and I can't think what else. I did make it a couple of times and probably have the recipe somewhere. I think it has whisky in it. You get quite a lot which should keep you going until Christmas.

17% alcohol! Don't you worry about your health?

It has brandy in it I think.No Jingl I am as fit as a flea.

I love advocaat as well, so must get some of that in.

No, it's definitely whisky!

I thought it was whisky!

Get one and be strong willed ! I like it but one small glass enough as it's quite sickly.

Actually it's whiskey. It's Irish.

Whatever it is, it's delish!Yes, another bottle ( no will power though.)

It's horrible!

Sounds it.

roses don't you read the label before you swig?

...and brandy tastes quite a lot different to whisky!

I love it!

(you can't taste the whisky...)

I never swig from the bottle Jingl ( no matter how desperate I am for a slurp) and nope, never read the ingredients, knew it was either brandy, whisky, coffee and cream. It tastes more like brandy to me, but am prepared to believe it's whiskey, hardly matters, I love it.

I didn't mean from the bottle!

I expect you can buy it all year round, but we only buy it near Christmas, but we always run out of it and have to buy another.

I know!

A lot of supermarkets do their own version . I would recommend Aldi's.
At least that way your bad habit won't be so expensive.

Sounds a good tip thanks, but Mr Roses is a sucker stickler for brands, I fear it will have to be Baileys.

Can't stand the stuff. Memories of years ago when you succumbed to every bug your kids brought home. We met friends at their favourite Indian restaurant for a birthday celebration. I was going down with something and felt awful. The meal was nice but I can't stand Indian desserts as they're so sweet and sickly. I was hanging on in there until the restaurant owner brought out drinks on the house for the 'birthday girl'

The men had brandy (lucky sods) but we girls were given......Baileys!

My heart sank and I looked around for a potted plant.

The blighter pulled up a chair and joined us so I had to drink the evil, sickly stuff.

Worse was to come.....he topped up our glasses.

NEVER again.

Even I, as a dedicated Baileys slurper, could not drink it after an Indian meal, shudder.No wonder you hate it now.