So, I went to Melbourne for a weekend and felt it was only appropriate that a dusty wine come along for the journey.
After all, I was staying that night with some of the delightful warcrack boys and girls and coz'n'ob are resposnsible for_that_ addiction.
So, I handed over the wine, warned that it had to be drunk tonight and that i had to take at least one photo of it for posterity.
Did you know people look at you funny when you try to explain about bottles of wine that have a blog?
Anyhoo, we drank it, it was nummy, we thought of you and then we went out to dinner. They still think I'm crazy.