Vertically challenged: 25 vintages of Angelus

St Emilion: the Lost Boy.  In that: what does St Emilion taste like?  What is the epitome?  Pauillac tastes like Lynch-Bages tastes like Batailley tastes like Pauillac.  Margaux tastes like Margaux tastes like Giscours tastes like Palmer.  And so on.  Cheval doesn’t taste like Ausone doesn’t taste like Angelus doesn’t taste like Clos Fourtet.  What […]

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The King’s Road

I’ve driven up and down the King’s Road more than most.  In the early 1990s I knew every – and I mean every – ridge, pothole and manhole in the road.  By 1994 I could have done it blindfolded in the right vehicle.  RML2452 was my favourite.  But that was another life revisited, or at […]

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Mis en bouteille a Bermondsey

I’ve been wanting to write about beer for some time now.  The original plan was to review the 2012 Farnham Beer & Sausage Festival (location: my garden; attendees: four) though a lack of time and a rather hazy recollection of the day have hampered this.  For what it’s worth, Surrey Hills Ranmore Ale came up […]

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Ruby Murray

It’s hard to beat a good Ruby with your football mates on a Saturday night.  And from May to August my football pals and I (Viva Palace, proud sponsors of Dean Moxey’s kit) see far less of each other than we do during the football season. Four Crystal Palace supporters (well, five of us actually, […]

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