“Good God, it smells of wine!” I exclaimed. “Thank you,” said the winemaker. “I do try.”
“Taste it,” repeated Hawkins, grinning now.
“There was barely a cat’s lick of wine in the glass, so I necked the lot, drawing my breath through the liquid as it washed over my palate. It was astonishing. For a second, I wondered whether it might be the finest wine I h…
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