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I know someone who has one of those mad wine cellars. Not very well, tbh, they were in our NCT group when we had our first kid. Lovely couple, very hospitable and extremely golf-club.
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It's very pretty, but kinda stupid.
Imagine what it takes to fill that thing or retrieve a few bottles from it. A tight spiral staircase and carrying boxes/cases of wine, you need two hands to carry it and one for the staircase... makes very little sense at all.
Better to just have a standard square room cellar, but then how do you show off without your sunken spiral cellar? The pool out back isn't sufficient, everyone has one of those... but a spiral cellar, clearly needed.
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I was feeling bad about having worked in a house with one of those, oddly sited within a mile of two golf courses,,
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My mate bought a house with one (seems they are not a good investment as no-one buying the house cares it exists). It just has a few beers and some supermarket wine in there now.
Velocio
bluehuw
aggi
I'd like to announce that my lifestyle has become ridiculous and I'm not getting in this thread at all... something is clearly wrong with the internet.
In the past month I've had 3 business class flights, and 1 first class... all on air miles. I've stayed in 2 x 5 star resorts, enjoyed a board meeting, an SLT offsite, gone to Palo Alto, Napa Valley, driven a few supercars. Been invited to several actual golf courses (is that what they're called?). Stayed at a mansion in a vineyard with this mind blowing cellar (attached), and a library that had a hidden room behind a bookshelf with a metal briefcase full of cash (WTF!). This is before the "oh yeah the private banking with NatWest is better than HSBC, and you wouldn't want Coutts as you actually have to go in and talk to them rather than just handle everything over the phone, I've got my own account manager now who sorts everything and has just set up my Cayman Islands account".
I dunno... obvious imposter at levels of society I should never be allowed to access.
On one hand... WTF, can someone pass a grenade? On the other hand... oh, the view is nice up here... but still, grenades please.