RIP: elegy to a tasting shirt

RIP!

It is indeed a sad moment when a favourite shirt reaches the end of its wearable life. There was one such moment on Saturday morning when I stretched rather too enthusastically only to hear a substantial ripping sound. OK the shirt in question has a certain discretion and in terms of symphonic shirts would fit neatly into the second movement Beethoven's 6th Symphony, provided camels were allowed to roam the gentle landscape, while serenaded by colourful tropical birds.

The shirt was silk and thus sadly irreparable as it was very comfortable to wear. It is an emotional rather than a financial loss as I guess I paid around £4 ( 4.66 € at today's commercial rate). Bought as most of my shirts are from a charity shop. 

As a mark of respect I need now to open something suitable to register its passing. On our return from Inverness this evening I opened a Sancerre – 2008 Domaine du Nozay, a property in Sainte-Gemme owned by Barons Philippe and Cyril de Benoist. The Sancerre is a sample from Corney & Barrow and is an agreeable and characterful Sancerre with gooseberry and asparagus aromas and the steely acidity of 2008. Sainte-Gemme-en-Sancerrois is right at the northern limit of the appellation. 

However despite this wine's aristocratic lineage it is rather too foursquare and lacks the necessary subtlety to fit the shirt. I think something a little more exotic is required and am considering the 1997 Château de la Guimonière, 2 ans en barriques, that dates from the time when Bernard Germain was in his pomp. But this is far too important decision to rush into. Perhaps to be continued in a future posting. Do I feel a new series coming on....? 

PS: Continuing to ponder the ideal wine for the 'wake', while greatly enjoying the film of the Stones making Exile on Main Street.

Comments

[Luc Charlier]

This shirt was made for sweating, and I’ll go sweating over you ....
Don’t step on my blue suede shirt ....
A new shirt for an old ceremony ....

Totor said - actually wrote - that “... le calembour, c’est la fiente de l’esprit”. He may be right, but I love approximations, puns, plays on words, paronomasias and the likes. What would your
shirt have thought of the ones above?

[Hervé]

I meant BBC.

And er, Jim, yes, please do consider this new column about shirts and wines...

[Luc Charlier]

I know Hervé is but a poor lonesome wine-writer, .... and a long way from home. But is this reason enough to fantasize about BCC (Bank Card Company) trailers ? I thought the time of traders was
over and done, ... out! Gimme a good old hard-core porn clip, or a romantic Clark Gabble movie, yes, even a “Ich bin ein Berliner” video of old, for that matter! But a trailer about cash,
mortgages, warrants, no, please! Hasta Siempre, sub-commandante Lalau!

[Luc Charlier]

Doesn’t matter. I allways felt a deep « Sympathy for the devil”, and my favorite starter was ever “Goat’s head soup”. But, in the “Aftermath” of such a meal, I found myself afflicted with “Sticky
Fingers”. I even took part to a “Beggar’s banquet”, being invited on “Their Satanic Majesties’ Request”. They advised me to “Let it Bleed”, cause “It’s only Rock ‘n Roll” – but I like it, yes I do.
Fortunately, “Some Girls” came to my “Emotionnal Rescue”, only to “Tattoo You” “Under Cover”. It helped me to get out of the “(Black and) Blue”. Of course, when we are “Out of our heads”, we just
do “Dirty work” in some “Voodoo Lounge” and wait for a “Bigger Bang” to destroy the “Bridges to Babylon”. Anyway, they don’t bear our “Steel Wheels” any longer.

[Hervé]

Unfortunately, people outside of the UK can't view the BCC trailers - so we really feel this is exile on main street...