Was talking to a friend the other day who was saying he’d so enjoyed the “wankfree wine” in France where wine is served in a big glass jug on the table with no fancy label to fuss over, where everyone drinks wine and not just those with some dosh, where it’s the norm to order ‘white’ or ‘red’ and appreciate whatever arrives, where home brewing of wine is commonplace and where small family vineyards abound…. He said he was shocked to return to New Zealand and have to re-adjust to all the glass swirling, sniffing, flowery descriptions, corporate wine companies and well, all the wank that tends to go with wine here. I don’t know how accurate his description of the French wine scene is, but I wouldn’t mind visiting to find out.
I guess that is the niche New Zealand wine has found, that we do market our wine as premium and elite. New Zealand wine is excellent quality and this approach appears to be working. But, it does clash with the down to earth nature so many of us Kiwis have. I far prefer the company of honest people who tell it as it is. I guess that’s why I love Outrageous Fortune - real imperfection is so much more entertaining that faked perfection. That, and dare I say it - I can relate to some of the characters. I won’t elaborate on that for fear of causing offence, but have to remind all that Aaron was of course a Renwick bogan when we first met… drove a V8 and wore tight black jeans (don’t worry Azza it’s less embarrassing than the moleskin stage I went through… we must’ve looked a strange pair ). The good news is Outrageous is on tonight – yeh! Whatsmore, tomorrow night I get to meet Robyn Malcolm at a ladies night being organised by CRT (Combined Rural Traders) of all places. That’s the New Zealand I love – where a farming business can sponsor a tv star!