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  • Tamlyn Currin
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  • Tamlyn Currin
25 Aug 2017

If I told you a story about Jancis, an alleyway, a hatchet, a hooded stranger, and garlic on a foul dark night, you might think that I was flailing at an attempt to write a particularly poor piece of Mills and Boon-like wine fiction. 

If I told you that it was one half of the story behind Vin Cognito, you might still think I was…