Bordeaux 2025 Primeurs: Minor Appellations
“Is this really necessary?” I asked.
“It depends what you mean by necessary,” replied Taylor. “No, of course it’s not necessary to cross the Dordogne by boat. You could have stayed with Twingo, and simply used the bridge. I am sure it would have been quicker.”
As she spoke she waved at the bridge – just above us – which spanned the Dordogne at Branne. Built in the Eiffel style in 1911, it was destroyed in 1944 as German forces retreated, but was subsequently restored.
“So why couldn’t I do that?” I enquired.
“Because, silly, the Union des Grands Crus de Bordeaux decided it would be better if you crossed the river by boat instead. To give you an experience to positively reinforce your view of Bordeaux, and of course the 2025 vintage. And you wouldn’t want to be in breach of your agreements with the UGCB now, would you? Besides, we can share this lovely moment together; you, me and Björk.”
I looked across at the BG-100, in the shape of Björk, who sat holding her titanium baton with a knuckle-whitening grip. There was a distinct green tinge to her complexion, and she look less than happy to be on board. Just what I need – a seasick and armed Björk replica in a bad mood.
“So this is the case for all the critics here to taste the wines?”
“Yes, of course,” replied Taylor. “The UGCB treats all critics equally. Within their tiers.”
“What does that mean?”
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