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 [...]
Just before I headed to London for my WSET, a friend introduced me to his Alsatian friend Gewurztraminer. He opened it to go with the chocolate death we were scoffing, a fairly self-explanatory pudding. I thought, hang on a second, I would wear this wine it smells so delightful and to taste so refined with [...]
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 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 [...]
