“This is the perfect wine for when you have your period” I announced.
The man who had proffered the ‘pour’ gaped speechlessly for a few seconds but the lady next to him agreed
“yes it’s a wine for sitting on the sofa with a bar of chocolate and a glossy mag”.
(Women would market wines totally differently!)
This British couple, Sarah and David Meakin, have spent the last 15 years in France making wine. This was Sarah’s first trip to England in years. Having lived myself in France for seven years, we chatted about how when you first come back, every time you open your mouth, French comes out. People think you are really pretentious. The Meakins are living the dream, but the reality, as with most things, is hard work, no holidays and fending off local suspicion. I spoke about a friend who has lived in the south of France for 20 years but still feels like a newcomer. If you don’t have grandparents in the local cemetery, you are an interloper. Sarah Meakin, coming from a small village in England, coped well in her small village in France, because she understood this countryside attitude. Her husband, from a big city, found it harder.
“It’s changed my life, selling this stuff” she said “the first weekend I sold out.”