The whites are all finished and today it’s the final pair of pinks. That wine is governed by fashion is undeniable. The latest vintage in Bordeaux gets all the praise and prices soar in the en primeur madness, while wines from the same châteaux that are just as good and […]
Monthly Archives: March 2008
Whatever happened to The Regents? Can’t say I miss them, but I am missing ‘proper’ wine, as in wine I want to enthuse about. While most of the brands so far have been drinkable, in general they’ve been the liquid equivalent of lift music. But at least I’m on the […]
Day Seventeen – and not yet a woman
It’s raining outside too, but it’s wetter in my heart. No, Jill hasn’t left me, it’s just that at that time of day when I’m normally pulling the cork on something appealing, I find myself with three bottles of wine that I’m not expecting much from. Still, if I start […]
Day Sixteen – it’s raining in my heart
As someone who cut their wine teeth in Australia, and whose sister, uncle, aunt, cousins and various other rellies live there, I’m favourably disposed to Down Under. My first wine trade job was picking grapes in the Yarra Valley, while my second was working in a Melbourne bottle shop (our […]
Day Fifteen – This time next week…
‘They all taste the same to me…’ I’ve heard such a line trotted out by two quite different groups of people. Firstly, by people like my mum, a wise, funny woman, whose generous nature is only sometimes undermined by her acerbic wit. I’ve given up trying to appeal to her […]
Day Fourteen – don’t they all taste the same?
Rumour has it that teetotaller Nicolas Sarkozy is at this very moment sitting there not drinking the Chateau Margaux 1961 that is being served at Windsor Castle in his honour. Stupid, stupid homme. Me? I’m on more Big blands. The thing that depresses me most about having to drink my […]