Lazy Britain

November 25, 2008 at 7:29 pm (General chat) (, , , , , , , )

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When a normal shopping trip ended abruptly the other day resulting in shock and dismay I could not help but think, “has our convenience culture gone too far?” No I did not see a robot that feeds the cat nor did I see a light bulb that changes itself, I was confronted by something far more disturbing; ready glassed wine!

 

We live in a fast paced society, where time pressures dominate our lives but has it really got to the stage where we are too lazy to pour our own wine? Are we really ready to bin the bottle, relegate the corkscrew and throwaway the glass ware in favour of plastic glasses covered in plastic film? I believe not! The novel bottle has many years ahead of it and will continue to hold a firm place in my heart.

 

The first glance: I am a firm believer in the miracle of a glass (or two) of red wine at the end of the day. As I get through the door, feet hurting and eyes dry after a long day at work, the sight of the maroon coloured bottle in the kitchen gives me instant relief from my burdens and a smile encapsulates my face. I somehow doubt that plastic glasses containing vinegar type substances, surrounded by a cardboard case would have the same curing qualities.  

 

The opening: Then there is the pop of the cork, an endearing sound that signals the end of a hard day and the start of some well deserved me time. Pealing back a plastic film is not appealing, give me a corkscrew any day.

 

The pouring: As the glass fills with sumptuous red liquid there is an important decision to be made; when to stop pouring. Half a glass, three quarters of a glass, or my personal favourite, up to the rim. Ready packed wine takes away this decision. Is it not enough that everywhere we look, we are reminded of the harms of our little indulgence without a plastic glass mocking us in our own home with the ready measured tipple.  

 

The drinking: The feel of a delicate crystal glass on your lips gives a sense of class, an extra indulgence and ultimately the way wine was made to be drunk. In my opinion, plastic throwaway glasses belong at teenage parties where breakages are likely and the alcohol is cheap. Perhaps this is simply minimalism gone mad. Maybe the traditional wine glass is now considered clutter, as unfashionable as the once sort after 1950s fireplace. Surely this cannot be so.

 

Will this new ingenious convenient product catch on? In my opinion, no. The ease of having ready poured wine does not match up to the pleasure of the original bottle and all its perks. What’s more, in a time where carbon emissions and waste management are hot on the agenda, should we really be promoting a product that is made to be disposed of? Ultimately, myself and I’m sure many others will not demote our trusted bottles and will continue to enjoy its pleasure right through to the disappointment when the bottle hits the numerous other bottles in the recycling bin! Cheers!

 

Sarah Butt ©

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