
When we moved here from London in good time for the September and October harvest in 1999, it all seemed rather idyllic. Everyone took August off in France, allegedly, and then you started preparing the winery just as the grapes were starting to ripen.
As we all know, times have changed. But I don’t think we ever imagined that we would have brought the whites in, both for making Crémant and for still wine, and that all the reds for making rosé would be picked before the last weekend of August. Or that most of the grapes for the dry whites and rosé would be harvested before dawn.
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