All gifts are gratefully received at my house. If someone wants to give me a bottle of wine which has already been opened, that's fine by me. My friend Helen bought a bottle by mistake and decided that it was well below their usual standard. One sip of it was enough, the top was screwed back on and it ended up at my house. I am happy to relieve them of their unwanted purchase. I would never turn my nose up at a free, almost full bottle of wine, thank you very much.
This bottle of wine could have come from the very best vineyard in southern France, it could be vintage wine stored hundreds of years deep underground in the coolest of cellars. It could have but maybe it wasn't. It could be worth thousands of pounds, but perhaps not quite that much, ok well probably not. How would I know that this wine is not the best in the world, if I have never tasted the best in the world?
So, how can I enjoy my free
dirt cheap eyewateringly expensive wine? Simple. By relaxing on a comfortable sun lounger with a beautifully soft and fluffy cushion, reading a review of Holywoods greatest stars, and getting a tan in the blistering hot sunshine wearing my forty year old pink bikini, beside the pool of the Plaza Hotel in fabulous Monte Carlo.