Do you need #NationalDrinkWineDay to help you pull out a cork?

Do you need #NationalDrinkWineDay to help you pull out a cork?


And neither do I!

But I noticed on Twitter today

that #NationalDrinkWineDay is garnering considerable interest even though it was officially yesterday.

So, realising it was about time I showed my face on the blog again, it’s got me thinking.

Who decides what these #hashtag days should be and when they take place?

I can see how #WinniethePoohDay came about as it coincided with A.A. Milne’s birthday but some of the others are bizarre. National Umbrella Day on February 10th  for example or what about National Dog Biscuit Day on February 23rd?

I slipped up badly the other day and missed a great opportunity to promote Cabbage and Semolina as it was National Cabbage Day on February 17th.


Anyway, back to National Drink Wine Day….

I’m feeling slightly delicate today from an over indulgence last night. I can reliably inform you that Soave and Bordeaux don’t mix well together although each separately was quite delicious.

The Soave was Waitrose’s finest left over from Michael’s birthday last week and the red was just a bottle of old plonk from Tesco. We went out for a meal to celebrate birthday boy’s special occasion and ordered a bottle of Margaux. Now that was good; one of the best reds we’ve had in ages.

The worst bottle of wine we’ve ever had was a bottle of red that some friends brought back from holiday and gave to us for a special treat knowing how much we liked red wine. It was really awful and went down the sink. Probably the only bottle of wine to go down the sink in the Murray household in forty years!

The first wine I had was when I was about nine or ten years old. One Christmas, our Great Aunt Mary who worked in a brewery gave us a bottle of French wine to drink with Christmas dinner. The bottle was opened in advance to “breathe” as per Great Aunt Mary’s instructions. My younger sister and I took turns to read the French words on the label although we couldn’t really understand them. The wine was poured out sparingly in order to save some for another day. It was an oily, yellow colour with a sickly sweet taste and we thought it was highly over-rated. It was only years later that I learned that a French Sauternes is more likely to be drunk as a dessert wine and probably chilled too!

Poor old Great Aunt Mary. She spent most of her adult life in love with an older married man. When his wife died he married Mary but then died himself within eighteen months of their wedding. She lived on for about another ten years on her own before succumbing to cancer. Sad, eh?

To celebrate my 60th birthday we went on a meandering journey around the South West of England. We ended up in a nice hotel near St Ives which was keen to promote the local Cornish wine. We had strong memories of Country Manor English wine which we drank occasionally when we were young and short of cash. It had to be chilled to Arctic temperatures to make it palatable and even then it wasn’t too good. Maybe the brand has improved by now (if it’s still produced) but back then it was grim. So we were reluctant to experiment with the Cornish offering but finally decided to give it a go. Wow! Was it good? Absolutely lovely. A very good reason to go back to Cornwall for a holiday if it wasn’t such a long drive to get there.

Anyway, I’ve been sitting here for so long reminiscing about wine that my hangover has gone completely. Time to pull the cork out of that bottle of Montepulciano I think!

Thanks for reading my blog today. You can find me on Twitter most days @spurwing_ and at Spurwing Ebooks if you’d like more info about our books.

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