Olly was this chap we'd met in a wine shop in this town called Saint Chinian in the Languedoc region of France. We'd been taking advantage of free accommodation at Louise's sister and brother-in-law's place nearby. I never could resist the lure of a wine shop and had to take a look. The amazing thing was that the only wines he sold were from the Saint Chinian appellation and there seemed like hundreds of them. He spoke good English and it turned out he knew Juliet and Mike. He wasn't a fan of non-French wine and in particular despised English people coming over to France buying up vineyards. For that reason alone I'd avoided him as an option. How was I going to tell him that I needed help find someone willing to lend me some vines for a year so I could have a go at making wine.
'What have you got to lose?' Louise said and surveying the rapidly diminishing array of options open to me the answer was clearly nothing at all.
Asked Louise's brother-in-law Mike to send him an email as he probably didn't remember me. I told Mike to tell him I wanted to write an article on winemaking in the South of France for an article for an English magazine and would like to shadow a winemaker at several key moments throughout the vineyard year. Don't tell him whatever you do that I want to make wine.
Mike sent the email today so hopefully should get an answer soon.
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