About The Author
I am a very charming loony, supremely well-endowed with epidemiology and wine qualifications, who has finally found that severe PTSD, Generalised Anxiety Disorder and chronic psychosis are, on one of my all too rare good days, only a moderate impediment to having crazy fun with wine and food. Fifth top red trouser wearer in the international wine trade.
Absolute FILTH!
Have to agree. They’ve gone from making bed pans to worse. Are they making ice buckets in the shape of women’s genitals as a combination piece?
It is quite amusing though. Presumably it is for over ripe shiraz?
No, it’s for warm vintage Pomerol. Ripe and plummy.
I’m struggling to think of the right occasion to use such a decanter.
Jealous about the Austrians…