The supposed centrepiece wine tasting at last month's Wine Bloggers' Conference in Charlottesville, Virginia, was a giant tasting of Virginia wines at the beautiful estate of America's most famous wine lover, Thomas Jefferson. You can see the characteristic classical facade of Monticello here.
But southern summers are hot - and the poor pourers, and tasters, had to combat sky-high humidity and temperatures of well over 100 ºF. Phew! Those who had flown in from the much drier, crisper climate of California found it particularly hard work. Those of us used to the humidity of Europe perhaps less so.
The person I really felt sorry for was whoever had to dress up as the 18th-century president himself and pose for the (many) pictures. I apologise for my extremely annoying, snort-like laugh.
I will, of course, be reporting on the wines and developments in the Virginia wine scene when I get back in the saddle at the end of this month, but thought I would remind you who I was. Now, back to those grapes and that book...