A Corking Evening

This and a couple of hangovers is all that's left of an 18* year old bottle of Port we opened last night (Backblip...) to belatedly celebrate (recelebrate) Callum's 18th birthday with his Godparents.

It was a very delicate operation to get the old cork out but triumph was mine and the port was delicious.

*EDIT: Port was 26 years old - not 18!