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  • Richard Hemming MW
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  • Richard Hemming MW
14 Aug 2008

Earlier this year, I compared working in a McLaren Vale winery to trench warfare: relentless, gruelling physical toil. Having survived that, I find myself six months later bent double in a field, shuffling beside a row of vines, caked in clay and sweating freely. The posture – head down by your knees, legs straight, arms stretched wide and low…