Something odd happened this evening. I heard a bang in the hall and went to see whether herself had come home or the cat had done something. The cat was sitting on a surface looking curiously towards a wine bin under a coat rack, below which a pool of liquid was spreading. The foil-wrapped neck of a bottle of some sort of Italian pink bubble was lying on the floor with shards of glass. Initially inclined to blame the cat, I soon saw that nothing heavy enough to do the damage was lying on the floor. The bottle had simply exploded.
The hall isn't heated and anyway the bottle has been there all summer, so temperature alone doesn't explain it. But the bottle apart from the top of the neck isn't the sort of robust thick vessel normally used for champagne. I've just measured a shard from the belly of the bottle - where it curves in towards the neck - and it is just barely over a sixteenth of an inch thick, well under three thirty-seconds. It could have hurt someone if that had happened as they shook the bottle a bit while opening it, as one does.
Watch out for Italian pink. Judging by what people here generally go for it won't necessarily have been cheapo either. I don't much like it myself.
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