Day 7 of nominating myself to post 12 wine reviews in 12 days. This is quite the commitment. Today’s review is the 'Heart’s and Bones, 2019 Margaret River Syrah, by Stuart Pym’. Ah, ok Stuart. Am I drinking wine or am I reading your novel? To be honest, 'Hearts and Bones' sounds a bit like a high quality garden fertiliser. But I love that he's thrown the region into the label for a quick little name drop. Nice brag Stuart. It’s very Byron Bay. Ok, so I do do the same. I was a
Day 4 was Saturday, so this must be day 6 of nominating myself to post 12 wine reviews in 12 days. Yes, I missed a day. No, I didn't miss a bottle. I had Saturday off to clean up the aftermath of Friday. Note the picture of my ‘lime juicer’ below. Yes. It’s a lime juicer and yes, it has been flirting with me. No, I have not! Yet. My 12 year old son noticed the juicer left out on the bench and came and whispered to me….. ‘Ahhhh mum. There’s a…. uh…. Dildo… on the bench’. It’s
Day 4 of nominating myself to do 12 wine reviews in 12 days. I don’t feel so good. I committed to the day-time margaritas like a greyhound to a rabbit. Complete with… wait for it…… popping candy rims! We were so sure that we’d invented this and we were going to keep it a big secret so no-one else could ever enjoy it and it would be ours and ours only (I already told you I’m an arsehole) but I just googled it and it's already a thing. You’re welcome. Enjoy. No idea how I hadn’
Day 3 of nominating myself to post 12 wine reviews in 12 days. I’m posting this one a bit earlier because I’m planning on getting off my dick on day-time margaritas today. I chose this wine because the first one I pulled out of the box was labelled Sunday something-a-rather so I couldn’t drink that on a Thursday, and the next one I pulled out was a 'Syrah' and I’m not ready to have to go through the same thought processes as the last bottle, so this was the third one I pulled
Day 2 of my self-nomination to post 12 wine reviews in 12 days. Last night I chose to get the Boy Meets Girl bottle inside me. Just the contents. I chose this one mainly because I liked the picture of the hug. Red wine feels like a hug for my insides, so I instantly felt comfort. I poured the first glass and leaned down to have a smell. I did that. I had a smell. Less than 48 hours after joining a wine club and I’ve already become a level one wine wanker. Who do I think I am?
In light of the recent Facebook isolation nomination challenges, I decided to nominated myself to post 12 wine reviews in 12 days. Challenge accepted. I joined a wine club and my first case of wine just arrived yesterday. That’s right A CASE. For any stoners out there, that’s the equivalent of jumping from buying sticks to ounces. It feels that good too. I’ve now hit the classy level of substance buying. The financial crisis happening in the world right now (and in my home) i