I'm sure we've talked about this before! I cannot believe anyone would willingly drink that stuff. I am emotionally scarred from the experience. I have a vague memory of puking in the gutter outside Moorfields ( all over my lovely, very fashionable white stilettos) whilst hanging on to a lamppost, having lost the ability to speak or move. Never ever again. I was dating a Kopite who was responsible for the introduction to Aussie White. Neither of them were long term experiences.…it’s nectar.
Back in the 70s it was thick and sticky falling over juice (the night I was introduced to it, I found a mate of mine in the gutter in Moorfields) but it refined as Yates’ Wine Lodges became trendy.
Sadly, it’s got as rare as hens teeth. I had a decent supply but it ran out a few months ago, my daughter teases me that she has a couple of bottles stashed, my kids love it too. My son had it as the ‘toast’ at his wedding in 2016 (none of that champagne sh1t).
Also, or have I made this up, didn't you have to ask for a dock of Aussie White? What was that about? ( Consuming the water in any of the docks was probably a healthier option)