Just a quick word

There's so much I've been meaning to post about this past week – like the fact that I managed to jog halfway round the park across the road without passing out or dying, woohoo – but I've been flat to the boards with work. In the past 6 days, I've written one 1,500 word article (about rosé), another 1,500 worder (an account of a tasting I helped judge, which involved sampling 120 wines in the space of four hours – and then collapsing in a gibbering heap afterwards), 800 words on matching wines from Alsace with Asian cuisines, doing 8 interviews (for the rosé article), went to three tastings, written a précis of the minutes of the last committee meeting of the Circle of Wine Writers (I'm the group's Secretary) and then got up at 6 this morning to write 900 words on matching German wines and food. To cap it all, there were nine of us round the lunch table today – we had bolitto misto, a Northern Italian dish that involves boiled tongue, chicken and zampone (a pig's trotter sausage), home-made horseradish sauce and salsa verde. We also had a cheese platter and finished things off with a dessert I invented based on rosé wine, a bit of rosewater, some gelatine and some berries.

Are you exhausted reading all that? I certainly am. And the reason I'm mentioning it all now is that I'm off at the crack of dawn tomorrow to go to Burgundy tomorrow for the rest of the week. If I can find a computer while I'm there I'll post some more, but if you log on to cyber-radio silence, you'll know why. Until next time...