Once again it's Anticlimax Night, that sad occasion where it's 'gin today' but not 'gin tomorrow' (or the day after).

I was at Waitrose at 8am sharp when they opened, to get the Christmas wine.

I got a can of Camden IPA (£2) and a bottle of Petit Chablis for today (£12), a bottle of Meursault for me on Christmas Eve (£36) and a bottle of Montrachet for family Christmas dinner (£59).

That's £109, probably the most I've ever spent on drink in one go.

As a magnificent gesture of excess I also bought a tin of posh sardines for £1.40.

Fangirl Three wrote:

That's £109, probably the most I've ever spent on drink in one go.

I've spent more on that on one bottle.

May I ask what it was?

My record single bottle price is £59.

I think it was £110.

Did take me 6 months to drink. It was nice, was it 3/4 times better than the VSOP? Probably not.

Actually, was it a half bottle?

I can't seem to remember now, for some reason…

Ooh, fine-champagne, as mentioned in The Picture of Dorian Gray.

I don't think I've spent more than £20 on wine, I've tried expensiveish stuff, and didn't like it any more than cheap stuff.

The Meursault is lovely delicate stuff, but whether it's worth 3x as much as Chablis I'm not sure.

The Montrachet tastes like flowers and gold, like I imagine the drink Gildor Inglorion gave the hobbits must have tasted. Very soon it has me laughing and snapping my fingers at rain and Black Riders. I don't mind forking out half an hour's pay for that experience.

Lend us a fiver mate.

Sorry, that should be half a day's pay.

Anyway, I'm not lending you £5 just so you can blow it on guitars and canary food.

I've got enough booze in the house to get completely drunk 9 nights in a row.

Viña Sol, Meersault, Montrachet, Bombay Sapphire and two bottles of dry sherry.

Two bottles of cognac. Class.

I got on the sherry at 11am, had smoked salmon sandwiches at 4 and have just finished the 3rd glass of Chablis·

Sometimes I think about just not drinking the 4th and final glass, because I never enjoy it. But that would lead me into a situation where I felt the same about the 3rd glass, and eventually I'd end up not drinking at all.

And then where would I be?

I've just knocked over my last glass of gin, it's put a cloud on the end of the evening.

However I am now able to confirm that Bombay Sapphire spilt on polished wooden flooroards and wiped up is an effective, if expensive, cleaning agent.

Thank goodness the rest of the litre I bought this morning is safely 15 minutes' walk away in my storage unit. Cos I'll just go to bed now, instead of having more gin, like I would've if I'd brought the whole bottle home.

Sorry, Countess, there's no sugar-coating that tragedy.

I shall have an extra half glass tonight to compensate myself.

That storage unit idea was a stroke of genius though, even if I do say so myself.

When I haven't had beer for weeks, and then have beer, it's the most delicious thing in the world. It reminds me of having crisps and a sip of my parents' beer in a pub beer garden circa 1978.