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I went to by my daily banitsa today and fancied a bottle of boza, a favourite wheat fermented drink regularly drunk in the Bulgaria. As I took it out of the fridge the door automatically closed and knocked my hand with the bottle in. It was displaced and fell on the ceramic floor and the contents spilled in a lovely mess, half on my foot with socks and sandals on. Needless to say it had to happen to me. I had to pay for the drink as well!