tasting wine and saving lives – your more than average guide to the good stuff.
Social Media has been getting a lot of bad press lately but if any of these journalists were any good, they'd be sharing both sides of the story. Yes, there are trolls, perverts, terrorists and I don't know what else on popular sites such as Instagram and Twitter but there's also an option to block [...]
“Unless you are good at guessing, it is not much use being a detective.” Agatha Christie I wish I'd cooked this evening. If I had, it would be my absolute favourite duck dish inspired by Ross' Mum to pair with the beautiful Chateau Montus 2011 I am currently drinking. I've written about the Tannat grape before [...]
I was going to write in a 'today' format, like a diary but I really can't see myself finishing this today so lets just call it Tuesday. On Tuesday the weather was so divinely gorgeous one could breathe in and think, hang on, is it Spring? Only the dire hedgerows and impending darkness gave it [...]
I'd been eyeing up the Old Bridge wine fair for some time, wondering whether I should go. These things can get out of hand you see and with so many wines to try, and such little room in my cellar, there was the potential for things to end in disaster. I was saved, albeit to [...]
Call me Britney, because I did it again. After vowing to never drink more than I should, to always have a glass of water between drinks, because I never wanted to feel 'like this again' history repeated itself on Thursday. Like a fish to water, all memories of deathly hangovers left me as I tucked [...]
I was going to write a blog post called '10 things I learnt during sober October' but, well, I didn't learn an awful lot. Being sober for a whole month helped me figure out a few things, but after the first few weeks passed, very slowly, and I realised it was easy giving it all [...]
I thought Sober October would be harder, I really did. I mean, we're only halfway through but I'm not quitting now, it's too easy. There was only one day where I shed a little tear that I wasn't going home to a cosy bottle of red and that was on the 2nd October. Amidst my [...]
