Taryn loves wine. Emma loves wine. And I, with my partiality to pretty much anything alcoholic, am of course guilty of the odd encounter with a grapey beverage. In fact, catch us on the right day and the Urban Junkies office might, to the untrained eye, resemble more of an Oddbins warehouse than a hub of creative wit and social insight.

So guess who'll be down at the Wine Show this weekend, chatting away with Mssers. Clarke and Skinner and their oenophilic kith, whilst stocking up on all the new Vietnamese and Jordanian vintages (the latest thing, apparently).

And yet, despite our best efforts, our stash pales in comparison to the reserves of the illustrious 134 year old Wine Society. Life membership is £40 (put that in your pipe and smoke it, East Room), and that gets you expert advice, wine deals direct from growers (or their new in-house label, Pinotage), and access to their temperature and humidity regulated members' reserves.