Category Archives: Vineyard
Ma pomme….
Memories of my first visits to France, when I was very young, are full of the warmth of the sun, the scent of melons and peaches, the blue of the sea and a litany of tastes the like of which … Continue reading
Ladies who lunch..Chez Papa..
Uncovering treasure is not an accurate science. I say this with an authority that I do not possess, as treasure and I are rarely, if ever, seen together or even spoken of in the same breath. The same can be … Continue reading
Rigoletto in his christening robe…
Last week I had to undertake the arduous task of tasting Rigoletto, a new cuvée at Prieuré La Chaume, whilst talking to Christian Chabirand, from whose loins Rigoletto sprang, about shooting a portrait of the new born in his christening outfit. … Continue reading
The birth of Rigoletto…
In just a few days 8.30 will be the new 7.30. The winter is dead, long live….that doesn’t work. Hurrah for the theoretical arrival of summer even if your power lines are under 10ft of snow or the rain is … Continue reading
Time for a glass of red….
Sipping my morning coffee in the sun kick starts my mental processes, gets the juices flowing, and pretty soon I’m thinking about food. I can’t imagine, at least I try not to imagine, life without bread, cheese and wine. Each … Continue reading
Pike fishing in the Vendee..
I went looking for a château this afternoon and found one very easily. In the newly Socialist led Republique Francaise it is not difficult to find châteaux with noble French families still ensconced within. France may well be “gauchiste” but … Continue reading
Pump up the contrast..
My journeys around our little corner of France reveal that progress has been slow and hard won, although I’m not sure if won is the apposite word. Improvement is often not in the gift of winning. Winning can equally mean progress and … Continue reading