Oh Balls! (Or how customer service saved the day)
That Gruner won't bite, Pete!
Picture the scene - four old friends, and we've just passed a convivial evening in a restaurant. It's Thursday night, 9.30pm, no-one's ready to go home but at the same time a change of scenery is called for. Oh yes, and we'd like good wine please.
The trouble is, we're in Victoria. A quick look on Google maps reveals only tw…