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Ian Fitzsimmons

Ian Fitzsimmons
I've shipped a reasonable amount of wine over the years with few problems. This weekend I started getting wines I'd bought during the summer. So far, one store has sent the wrong vintage, and a second store sent me someone else's wine, while losing mine. My third source has just told me that they can't find my wine and probably shipped it to someone else by mistake.

By the end of the day, I had to laugh - it's just too Fawlty Towers. This must be fate's way of telling me to buy less wine. Or maybe I should borrow a page from Jay's book and limit myself to orders of Clos Roche Blanche from Chambers from now on.
 
Sorry to hear that. I haven't shipped all that much wine over the years but I guess one is always tempting fate.

I assume you could resolve all of these issues without much problem.
 
Financially, all will be solved. I won't get some wines I'd become sentimentally attached to, but, by the third time, the disappointment was balanced by the humor.
 
originally posted by Ian Fitzsimmons:
Shipping WhippingI've shipped a reasonable amount of wine over the years with few problems. This weekend I started getting wines I'd bought during the summer. So far, one store has sent the wrong vintage, and a second store sent me someone else's wine, while losing mine. My third source has just told me that they can't find my wine and probably shipped it to someone else by mistake.

By the end of the day, I had to laugh - it's just too Fawlty Towers. This must be fate's way of telling me to buy less wine. Or maybe I should borrow a page from Jay's book and limit myself to orders of Clos Roche Blanche from Chambers from now on.

Sounds like prime material for a Youtube vid or a michael Moore film.
 
No one did anything seriously wrong, it was a perfect storm of human error on the micro-scale, and it was funny. To parphrase Goldfinger, one time is a coincidence, two times an enemy, three times is Monty Python.

Now I'll probably go a few more years without mishap.

Besides, I'd rather not have Michael poking around in my cellar, such as it is.
 
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