It is a sad truth that shirts, however good they may be, have a shorter life than good Chenin Blanc. You cannot wear a shirt from time to time and expect it to last as long as a 1947 Vouvray! Nevertheless is is still a sad moment when a favourite shirt wears out.
Take the shirt above worn for the last time this week for a visit to Gérard Gauby, which I discovered when I came to take it off that the back had ripped in two places. Although not the most flamboyant tasting shirt, this silken number was both very comfortable to wear and made a light travelling companion.
It was ideal for tasting Loires – dry Chenins, Sauvignons from the Cher Valley and further east and the delicate rosés of Reuilly from Pinot Gris as well as those in Touraine from pure Pineau d'Aunis – shortly to be banned by the Tourangelle cépages jihadists.
1999 Cuvée Majorum in soft focus
It would have graced the fine and complex 1999 Cuvée Majorum Pouilly-Fumé from Michel Redde that Michel Smith and Christine Ontivéro kindly served us over a relaxed dinner on Wednesday night. It would, however, not have been as appropriate with the reds, which included a 1995 pure Carignan from Sylvain Fadat's Domaine d'Aupilhac. This 1995 was still full of character, although perhaps starting to decline. Another reminder that many despised grape varieties properly tended and vinified can produce excellent wine. This is probably particularly true of varieties that have long been grown in a region and are adapted to its climate.
What can with a beloved shirt that is beyond wearing? La poubelle seems harsh and final. Perhaps a section including the rips could be framed – even a range of limited edition prints launched...