Santa just arrived in Balhannah in the Adelaide Hills with two boxes of Wendouree.
Tis the real season to be jolly!
Do you have your Wendouree yet? Is it your first stash after waiting so long on the list?
What do you do when the postie knocks on the door?
Do you act real cool and sign for the precious cargo from Clare and then close the door and carry on like a lunatic?
Do you kiss and cuddle your Wendouree?
Do you kick the puppy dog out of bed and sleep with the Wendouree instead?
Do you take it on the ferris wheel with you?
In South Australia, Wendouree is a status symbol like RM William’s boots and going to the Test match at Adelaide Oval and not seeing a single ball bowled.
And yes, Rockford Basket Press is too.
Do you walk up and down Rundle Mall with a carton of Wendouree under each arm like Leo Wanker just to let all the doctors, lawyers and accountants in the CBD know you’re on the mailing list?
How long have you been buying Wendouree?
The Week That Was wants to find the longest-serving Wendouree customer.
We would ask Lita and Tony from Wendouree, but they don’t have an email address.
We would check their website, but they don’t have one.
To order some Wendouree you have to mail the original paper form to the Clare Post Office.
Which is all part of the romance; the reasons we all love it so much.
Can you resist trying a bottle of Wendouree within hours of receiving it?
I can’t even bring myself to throw away the beautiful branded cardboard boxes let alone actually open a bottle.
Stop staring at the boxes and email info@madiganmedia.com.au with your best Wendouree story.
Never underestimate the joy wine can bring to people.
Savour the authenticity and integrity of Wendouree.
Oh, and when the excitement in the house dies down and the puppy dog is allowed back in the bed again – don’t forget to drink it.
• A version of this article first appeared in our newsletter The Week That Was.