Of course, I've always been blessed with a cheap palate, so if you're the sort of person who is laying down a mini-cellar under your stairs; or prattles on about terroir with your vintner; or decants your wine and serves it in a glass the size of a goldfish bowl, then plainly you need to move on, nothing to see here.
But if you like cheap plonk that slips down nicely; if you like fruity, light, red wines that are best served chilled; and if you don't mind buying wine that is mass-produced in giant stainless steel tubs half the size of New South Wales then this could be for you.