There I sat brooding over the book entrusted to me and had an almost insoluble problem
In order to be able to honestly appreciate the rhymes of the author gathered in it according to him, I absolutely needed a clearly mood-lifting measure of the material, which with its environment and itself offers the occasion for what is written - of wine!
But - unfortunately it is like this - the will to read and also the concentrated reading ability decreases significantly with me exactly in proportion to the degree to which I get tipsy. So what to do?
The solution was: I recited a series of randomly selected pieces from the book almost soberly onto a sound carrier, in order to listen to these recitations again after using the remaining contents of the bottle as intended and with a freshly opened second one.