Looking on the bright side I think a period during which wine is not worth what it was is rapidly approaching, which should encourage us to open something splendid whenever the mood strikes. I have just opened a wonderful bottle of Pommard 1er cru 1995 from Michel Gaunoux. It has a quite gloriously quintessential burgundy twang on the nose and superb menthol, coffee, red fruit and proper tannin in the mouth. I always nowadays think of Richard Zambuni when drinking a lovely 95! (edit) All gone now. Absolutely wonderful in a way I could never have predicted from the first bottle in the case some eight years ago.