Wine in Newcastle-upon-Tyne?

Thanks a lot. And please bear with me if the site is updated rather less frequently than usual over the next few days. Once back at the ancestral home I shall have to depend on piggybacking on the blacksmith next door’s wireless network from a freezing cold outhouse – oh dear I seem to remember this word has unfortunate connotations in some parts of the world. An old toolshed then. Still freezing.


Julia can't cover for me this time as she is in California collecting her award for being the top Master of Wine in her year.

 

 

Thanks so much for telling us about your noble enterprise – more noble than my expedition to find Richard Granger which failed. I admittedly had a very short time available before collecting my hale and relatively hearty mother from the Nuffield but must have confused Jesmond station with West Jesmond I think and was directed to a distinctly dodgy corner wine store instead – and then ran out of time for tracking down the real thing.

 

Great shame since they have since emailed me and said they had put something rather nice in the fridge in anticipation of my visit.

 

Another change of plan, but for the better: My pc didn’t seem very keen on my mother’s neighbour’s wireless network, but my natal Cumbrian village (pop 45) turns out reasonably coincidentally to harbour Colin Cook, a purple pager with fully functional broadband which he kindly shared with me. Along with the reminder: What’s wrong with Corkscrew Wines of Carlisle? (Incidentally, he is very keen to discover more wine classes locally. I will draw his attention to your school though it may be just a bit too far.)

 

Main thing: Ma’s walking may well improve. Back in London now and she's spending the week in a local nursing home.