Now that Fabio has misguidedly decided that England can cope without my silky skills dominating the midfield, I must get back to the realities of life which currently revolve around a little bike ride planned for the next 10 days. Yes, Jogle is upon us and at stupid o'clock on Thursday morning five individuals who should frankly know better, will be piling into Greavsie's chariot and setting off on an interminable drive up to and beyond the edge of civilisation. Thereafter, we shall be throwing ourselves at the mercy of Mother Nature and Shimano and riding the length of this fair country over the following 10 days.
I am hoping (exhaustion permitting) to update this blog on a daily basis so if you want to share our agonies, injuries, and Famous Five style adventures do check back on a regular basis. Needless to say, I shall also include tasting notes for any interesting wines or beers that we encounter en route. (Although, of course, as trained athletes, any such consumption will be strictly on medical grounds).
Full team details including pictures in glowing technicolour will feature in our next thrilling instalment...
You really should have been there………………
There are tastings and then there are tastings and last month we served up the most phenomenal Italian Masterclass in the company of Michael Palij, Master of Wine, who steered us through some of his most recent discoveries (notably a Sardinian quartet which provided all the evidence you need of the revolution taking place in the island’s vineyards and cellars).