I'm starting to repeat myself.
Two minutes ago, I opened a bottle of wine, poured a couple of glasses, sampled the bouquet, and remarked to Jen, fox piss.
No sooner were the words out of my mouth than I realised I'd smelt wine with a fox-piss nose before. The latest number is a rather light little SE Australian Shiraz going by the unfortunate name of Up a Gum Tree.
Prefer the Chateau Latour '45 myself.
Postscript: Just did a Google image search to try to find a suitable illustration for this item. Believe me, you do not want to go there. (No, seriously, I mean it. Eeewww!)
I think what you've got there is a bottle of the famous Australian table wine 'chateau chunder' guaranteed to open the sluices at both ends!
Forget the Aussie swill, try a 'nice' German Niersteiner. You won't be disappointed.
There is also Piesporter, but that sounds like piss-water if you try & pronounce it more than half way down the bottle. Must go, I'm jetting off to Espana today to consume vast amounts of Sangria (that's alcoholic fruit salad to you). Missing you already!