by Caspar Bowes

A train leaves Glasgow heading for London. The first three carriages are packed with a cargo of freshly sawn wood destined for the furniture makers of the English capital. In the fourth carriage is a family of blackcurrants, perhaps journeying home after a short cultural break north of the border.Un…

The drumming I heard on the roof of the hotel as I woke yesterday morning abated during breakfast as the rain moved away. Aside from an occasional shower, the day became increasingly bright and temperatures gradually rose to a dizzying 16 degrees Centigrade.It was an early start. The Médoc's …

This morning saw me - chairman of the bored - heading south-west on one of the most tedious pieces of road I have ever had the displeasure of enduring. I had gone to my bed last evening executive vice-chairman of the mildly cross, as I realised that I have brought the wrong cable for my camera, thus…

I am off to Bordeaux tomorrow for a week of tasting the 2007 vintage. Reports have started to filter through. Here are the first impressions of James Suckling of The Wine Spectator:"I just finished my first day in Bordeaux and I am happy. Sure, 2007 is not a great vintage. It could never be exceptio…

Am I simply getting old? Our 2006 Rhône offer is coming together but it's been more of a slog than usual. I have, thus far, written 3.5 offers and have been underwhelmed by all of them.Choosing the wines has been the easy part: more of a case of what to leave out than what to include, as we ta…