Vino!

I used to buy cheap wine (4 quid a bottle) and drink it fine. I didn’t know the difference between a good one and a bad one and was happy in that. Then I did a try-out and bought some expensive wines. Before I drunk them I did a wine quiz and accidentally won, without knowing anything about wines – their full bodies, their blackberries, or their bouquets. I don’t know about the nose, the face or the beard. But I know when something tastes like cleaning liquid. I can’t drink cheap wine now cos it tastes filthy and only expensive stuff will do it for me – otherwise its instant toilet time. Damn. I have been ruined. Or at least out of pocket. Which might be what its all about.