My week’s holiday in Burgundy has been cut short as I am so suicidal I need to be in the psychiatric ward as soon as possible. I am typing this on the train back into London, when I arrive it’ll be straight to the loony bin. Those tasting notes I did write on my brief period there will have to wait until I am sane enough to be let out. I did have some very fine wines but even their power did not cheer me up enough to stay in Burgundy tasting.
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