Our attempt to buy wine early June was stymied by the fact that France wouldn’t let anyone in, so we shifted operations to early August. And we found ourselves in the midst of a proper heatwave. In short, we were as hot as if we had, well, a fever.

The golf was forgettable but the wine is worth remembering

In an around Burgundy we score a new grape and meet several generations of wine makers

There is plenty of wine between London and Bilbao and we sniffed a little as we went past

The Burgundy crop of 2016 was badly damaged by frost so we ventured further south in search of the Rhône, the sun and, as it turned out, the wind