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Wine work

Friday, 13 April, 2018 0 Comments

It was a pleasure to work with the excellent English photographer Sam Chick on a story for SevenC3 about Michael and Wulf Unger, who store some of the world’s finest wines deep, literally, in Bavaria. The brothers use the best of old and new technologies to protect the treasures their clients have saved for the rainy day or the winter’s evening. And, of course, if these assets must be liquidated, that Chateau Petrus can be yours for just €3,800 a bottle.

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Walking 1

Thursday, 25 May, 2017 0 Comments

The American naturalist and philosopher Henry David Thoreau, author of such classics as Walden, was also a walker. His most famous essay, Walking, which celebrates the virtues of immersing oneself in nature, was published in May 1862 following his death from tuberculosis. It’s our guide for the next 10 days or so.

“I have met with but one or two persons in the course of my life who understood the art of Walking, that is, of taking walks — who had a genius, so to speak, for sauntering, which word is beautifully derived ‘from idle people who roved about the country, in the Middle Ages, and asked charity, under pretense of going a la SainteTerre,’ to the Holy Land, till the children exclaimed, ‘There goes aSainte-Terrer,’ a Saunterer, a Holy-Lander.

They who never go to the Holy Land in their walks, as they pretend, are indeed mere idlers and vagabonds; but they who do go there are saunterers in the good sense, such as I mean. Some, however, would derive the word from sans terre without land or a home, which, therefore, in the good sense, will mean, having no particular home, but equally at home everywhere. For this is the secret of successful sauntering. He who sits still in a house all the time may be the greatest vagrant of all; but the saunterer, in the good sense, is no more vagrant than the meandering river, which is all the while sedulously seeking the shortest course to the sea.”

Walking


Drinking and singing with Yeats

Sunday, 14 June, 2015 1 Comment

“Mad Ireland hurt you into poetry” said W.H. Auden to W. B. Yeats, who was born 150 years ago yesterday. He was one of the great figures of 20th century letters and no greater tribute can be paid to the man than to say that his verse is filled with eternal verity.

A Drinking Song

Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

W. B. Yeats (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939)


A Drinking Song

Sunday, 30 December, 2012 0 Comments

Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That’s all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die. I lift the glass to my mouth, I look at you, and I sigh. William Butler Yeats

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The Nose goes digital and pivots to Asia

Friday, 28 December, 2012 0 Comments

Back in December 2000, William Langewiesche wrote a superb portrait of Robert Parker, the man who revolutionized the world of wine, for The Atlantic titled The Million-Dollar Nose. Snippet: “The Wine Advocate has 40,000 subscribers, in every U.S. state and thirty-seven foreign countries. These are influential readers, and they pass the issues around, igniting the […]

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