Lucky find
Posted: 11:48 Mon 01 Jul 2013
I have just found a Graham 1970 that I didn’t know I had. 

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It's mine!!!jdaw1 wrote:I have just found a Graham 1970 that I didn’t know I had.
But I gave you your three Derek. Don't you remember??DRT wrote:It's mine!!!jdaw1 wrote:I have just found a Graham 1970 that I didn’t know I had.
Yes, and I gave one to Julian for safekeeping and took two home. It's mine!!!djewesbury wrote:But I gave you your three Derek. Don't you remember??DRT wrote:It's mine!!!jdaw1 wrote:I have just found a Graham 1970 that I didn’t know I had.
'safekeeping'???DRT wrote:Yes, and I gave one to Julian for safekeeping and took two home. It's mine!!!djewesbury wrote:But I gave you your three Derek. Don't you remember??DRT wrote:It's mine!!!jdaw1 wrote:I have just found a Graham 1970 that I didn’t know I had.
ADV is an L.A. Detective so cannot be trusted. I have witnesses, all of whom will temporarily deny all knowledge of seeing me hand you the bottle and overhearing you say "I am not in the habit of drinking Port that I know belongs to someone else", or words to that effect.jdaw1 wrote:So far ADV and DRT are claiming my G70. Anybody else?
I recently heard DRT say "I've never had Graham 1970 before" so it plainly can't be his.DRT wrote:It's mine!!!jdaw1 wrote:I have just found a Graham 1970 that I didn’t know I had.
I am happy to trade it with Mrs W for a bottle of Noval olive oil.jdaw1 wrote:Mrs W insists that it is hers. If you have a reply to that, do share.
I lose a G70; the Mrs gains a bottle a olive oil. A harsh test of marriage vows.DRT wrote:I am happy to trade it with Mrs W for a bottle of Noval olive oil.jdaw1 wrote:Mrs W insists that it is hers. If you have a reply to that, do share.
If it will ease your pain and help make your stomach full of bliss, I'll double Derek's offer and toss in an extra bottle of Vargellas Olive Oil as well.jdaw1 wrote:I lose a G70; the Mrs gains a bottle a olive oil. A harsh test of marriage vows.DRT wrote:I am happy to trade it with Mrs W for a bottle of Noval olive oil.jdaw1 wrote:Mrs W insists that it is hers. If you have a reply to that, do share.
It is not possible to suffer a loss of something you never owned.jdaw1 wrote:I lose a G70
OK, maybe it is. A bit.DRT wrote:It's mine!!!
I am sure you remember the conditions attaching to your agreement to look after it until I have an emergency and call for your assistance.jdaw1 wrote:OK, maybe it is. A bit.DRT wrote:It's mine!!!
Maybe. A bit.DRT wrote:I am sure you remember
It will happen something like this:jdaw1 wrote:Maybe. A bit.DRT wrote:I am sure you remember
Port is all about tradition, ceremony, pomp, and circumstance. Clearly this plan:jdaw1 wrote:Which is exactly what I planned to do with my G70. So what was the problem?
contains far more pomp and circumstance than this plan:DRT's plan wrote:1. DRT realises he has an early finish at work and no plans for the evening. Emergency!
2. SMS from DRT to JDAW: "I have an emergency. Do you have a pass?"
3. JDAW to DRT: "Let me check."
4. JDAW to DRT: "G70 plus something else* have been decanted. 17:00 at TBH?"
5. DRT: "Thank you. See you at 17:00. Please let others know via TPF."
6. JDAW announces emergency tasting on TPF.
7. The usual things happen.
jdaw1's plan wrote: 1. JDAW announces emergency tasting on TPF.
2. The usual things happen.
Not content with trying to usurp my bottle of G70, is DRT now trying to wriggle free of the promised olive oil for my Mrs W. The effrontery of it!DRT wrote:I think Glen might have missed one critical point. It's mine!!! (and JDAW was promised a share of it when it was entrusted to his care)
You're going to let JDAW have it for dinner tonight. He'll need to get decanting.DRT wrote:I have thought of a solution to this silliness. Can anyone guess what it is?
No, that's not it.djewesbury wrote:You're going to let JDAW have it for dinner tonight. He'll need to get decanting.DRT wrote:I have thought of a solution to this silliness. Can anyone guess what it is?