They can be pretty addictive, can’t they, Sammie? I remember the first bottle of port I ever bought. It was from a winery in the Swan Valley in WA. I was with a bunch of backpackers at the time on a booze cruise bus. I think everyone bought a bottle and then cracked it open on the bus on the way home. Very messy day. I managed to keep mine intact though and sent it back to the UK. Can’t imagine having that kind of will power now!
Jxx

Yes, maybe that’s the problem, Elly! I always equate sherry with my nan, who never really had a good eye for booze. I remember discovering a bottle of Harvey’s Bristol Cream in my nan’s cupboard. It had one of those special offers – you know the ones: “send off this voucher and 20 pounds and we’ll send you these special Harvey’s limited edition glasses.”
The offer ran out in 1983. And those things never run out. I have no idea how long that bottle had been in the cupboard.
Jxx