For a while now, we have been searching for a good, reasonably priced, white wine. Given all my ailments, the doctor once told me (sorry I can't remember why) to lay off the red and drink only white. Fat chance, I thought, but I suppose I should make some effort. Every piece of information I've ever read about wine states that a couple of glasses a day of red wine are good for you. AH, THAT'S IT - it's 2 glasses not 2 bottles, now I understand!
Any way, in the furtherance of more market research, we nip over, with the LLoyds and their guests, to a very good winemaker in the village. We haven't been to see him for ages, don't ask me why, for not only is he a very good vigneron, he is also a very nice man. He shows us all around his cave which, as Jan says, makes shopping for wine far more interesting than going to Sainsburys, and then we sit in the sunshine under a Neflier tree (look it up yourself) sampling his whites, roses and reds. Seven bottles later we make the sober decision to buy several boxes and then make our very happy way back home.
About Me
- Alex
- Jan and I moved from England to France in July 2002 and then, in February 2011, after nearly 9 great years in France we have moved to North Yorkshire, England, to be nearer to my ageing mother. The move to France was primarily motivated by the opportunity to, 'have an adventure', after our children had flown the nest. Well now the adventure continues. After six years back in England our delightful Beauceron Max has died and leaves a confused Minnie who has only ever known her beloved companion . She is a Beauceron, a large but very congenial, French breed of sheep dog. By a total coincidence my mother told Jan that North Yorkshire, Ripon, is where I was conceived. Frankly, a bit too much information but it just goes to show that what goes around comes around. This journal reflects the thoughts, likes, dislikes, fantasies and observations of our latest life in Yorkshire, for me, Jan, Minnie and my alter ego Ed.
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