Here am I, one day from quarantine freedom, though with one-less mother-in-law due to covid.
(Disclaimer: not the only mother-in-law I’ve had!)
Rather than writing about winemakers and their wines this morning, I’m looking at obviously shoddy ‘journalism.‘ I’m not even taking exception at what has been written – only that the author is in no position to write it for an audience who are presumably (well what do you think?) assuming this to be an independent piece of work – as opposed to shilling for wineries whose wines they sell. This sort of thing makes it rather shit for those of us who try to be independent, and even (god forbid) actually buy – with our own money – from wineries whose wines we like and recommend to others!
Not my typical Sunday, but don’t worry there will be some wines on these pages too 🙂
The FT's HRH @JancisRobinson is beyond reproach, but winechapuk is clearly (https://t.co/LgObUlPpDS) a merchant. What gives with such writing @FT? It gives all critics/writers who aim for independence a bad name…https://t.co/hYvZsrbomp
— 🅱️ill nanson (@billnanson) December 27, 2020