This is Dad’s latest holiday blog. He’s off visiting BLB in Melbourne. I think he misses us, but he’s enjoying the sunshine and wine!
Picked up a nice bottle of Shiraz to drink with last night’s steak and on first glance thought that it was an Aussie winemaker having a dig at the French. Taking a closer look this morning, I realised that it was in fact a French wine. Have the French finally developed a sense of humour with respect to their beloved wine?