Failure

Thought I'd crack open a long-held bottle of red tonight; turned out it had been too-long-badly-held. The bottom half of the cork had welded itself to the bottleneck while the top half came away nicely. Cue the attack of the corkscrews and various other helpful looking instruments. Eventually decanted the wine through a sieve. It looked fine, it smelled fine but boy it didn't taste fine. Chateauneuf du Crap. Ah well, back to the Spanish white.