tasting wine and saving lives – your more than average guide to the good stuff.
My normal route in the morning is currently closed. There are signs everywhere stating ‘Diversion’ but curious as I am, I thought I’d go past all of them to see just how closed we were talking. It turns out, there’s just a tiny bit of scaffolding up for the rebuilding of a wall, plenty of [...]
When Rob from Jackson & Seddon got in touch to tell me he was in the local area we suddenly thought, hang on, this is the perfect opportunity for a wine tasting in Rutland! With just three weeks to sell tickets and get organised, I am eternally grateful to Rob for his patience with my [...]
Is there a type of writers block where you write several blog posts on passionate wine topics 'with an angle' before scrapping them and starting again? You see, I half gave into the angst on Twitter lately that wine writers don't do enough drafts, don't get proper criticism and they just don't write with an [...]
"Good wine makes good blood..." Do you know what gets me excited? A wine that I taste, mull over, tell friends about and then when I come to research it, there's little to no information about it on the old world wide web. It's usually because that wine has come from an independent retailer who's [...]
"It's the coming together of two words," she replied. "Amare in Italian means to love and then Amaro means bitter, Amarone is the coming together of those two things." And don't we need a little of both to stay balanced in this funny old thing we call life? Perhaps that's why I'm so drawn to Amarone.
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 [...]
