My younger son’s choice for a birthday gift for his Mum (after I’d steered him away from the Four Cousins). Beautifully balanced, crisper than a English beast from the east filled spring day and more satisfying than watching Arsenal implode. Again.
You only discover that this is a Graham Beck wine when you read the label on the back, which probably explains the reasonable price. Easy drinking Rosé. Perfect for when your mates aren’t in eyesight so you won’t get slaughtered for drinking a pink drink.
Pretty sure this was left over from a party. Either that or someone broke into my house under the cover of darkness and hid it in my wine collection. If they’d stolen my laptop I’d probably be happier. Sharper than a Samurai’s blade. Avoid.
Cracking open some of this to celebrate the end of a lot of hard work. The day went so well that I could probably drink Irn Bru and enjoy it, but that shouldn’t detract from what is a beautiful drop of bubbly. Sharp, crisp, appley and better put together than this sentence.
Unsuprisingly, this wine tastes like flat Krone champagne. However its got a lot more life than my unimaginative, shouldnt have drank those two beers in the hot sun description. Sharper than Joan Rivers, but far less acidic.