I get an email from Rachel the following day. She’s had all the info back from stores and she’s about to invoice Villa for £27,753. Could I confirm this is acceptable? Her question is purely academic. Supermarkets deduct whatever they want from suppliers’ payments and the ensuing disputes are lengthy and fraught with pitfalls. YetContinue reading “Chapter 28 – Old Sins”
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On Wine Bitch
A bunch of anonymous newsletters targeting the wine Twitter bubble started circulating anonymously during lockdown. The content was meant to be satirical. Some of it was amusing, some statements about the new wave of influencers – aspiring to the lifestyle [they] know [they] deserve – were true but most of it was like a carContinue reading “On Wine Bitch”
Chapter 27 – The Beginning of the End
Matt hails me as I pass his door. ‘I may not be able to get a new laptop for Philippe straight away.’ I slump in the chair opposite him. ‘With half of my team gone, it may take me, let me see, three weeks to order it and six to set it up,’ he says.Continue reading “Chapter 27 – The Beginning of the End”
On Wine Influencers
In the beginning there was writing and television. Television was Oz Clarke and Jilly Goolden. Love it or hate it, and interestingly enough Jilly was the one who came up for most of the criticism of the imaginative language they used, this show did a hell of a lot to widen the appeal of wineContinue reading “On Wine Influencers”
Chapter 26 – A Rest and a Brutal Return to Reality
I try to call Tim at five. It’s four in London and the lunchtime drinks party must be finished by now. His mobile is turned off and I leave him a short message, wishing him a happy Christmas. In the evening we walk down the road to Notre Dame. Altar servers holding lit torches standContinue reading “Chapter 26 – A Rest and a Brutal Return to Reality”
Chapter 25 – A Christmas of Two Halves
I go home to change at five. The Circle of Wine Writers Christmas party, a good opportunity to catch up with other wine professionals, is taking place tonight. Tim is a regular at such gatherings, which, I suspect, he sees as ideal hunting grounds. I call him to suggest we go together. He sounds surprisedContinue reading “Chapter 25 – A Christmas of Two Halves”
Chapter 24 – Running on Empty
I hang about at head office after the board meeting, hoping to catch Marguerite Villa and continue our conversation about my father. Two hours go by but she doesn’t make an appearance: time to go back to my hotel for another solitary evening. I crouch under the desk to unplug my laptop. ‘Why does MargueriteContinue reading “Chapter 24 – Running on Empty”
Chapter 23 – The Board Meeting
In order to avoid bumping into Arnaud, either at Gatwick or on the plane, I fly easyJet from Luton the following afternoon. I jump into a taxi at Bordeaux airport, and arrive at my hotel shortly before nine o’clock. Dinner on my own doesn’t appeal and I go straight to bed after succumbing to theContinue reading “Chapter 23 – The Board Meeting”
Chapter 22 – Coming Clean and Coming Down
I make for Jen’s office. I may as well get all my awkward meetings over in one go. She’s on the phone when I walk in. ‘Hold on,’ she says to her caller. ‘Do you have five minutes?’ I ask. She gestures for me to sit down before turning her attention back to the phone.Continue reading “Chapter 22 – Coming Clean and Coming Down”
Chapter 21- Back to Business
Monday turns out to be a perfect crisp winter day. Despite my exhausting weekend, I wake up early, alert and impatient to go to work. My office is now the most attractive place on earth as the most exciting man in the world is working next door. I sing all the way there, skipping anyContinue reading “Chapter 21- Back to Business”
