Angry revenge on a critic? Frustration with the delayed vintage? No, a rat which had allegedly been living under one of our tanks was the reason our resident winemaker Andrew Pieri got his gun out on Tuesday.
All loaded up and ready to go, Andrew was poised for action as the crane lifted the tank up... and... well, let’s just say the anti-climax was palpable as there was nothing to be seen but a few dusty twigs. Blood-thirsty Andrew was gutted. He’ll just have to offload another time soon.
We don't get post-Aus Day blues at RedHeads. We’re just happy that it's already Thursday (even though it feels like a Monday) thanks to our mid-week national hols, a day in which the guys here enjoyed everything from barbies with real-life, but generously silicon-enhanced Barbie dolls, to a more sedate but still alcohol-infused day at the cricket.
The ensuing lame promise by some this morning to abstain from alcohol for the day has already been blown out of the water though...
Whether it’s the thought of what to drink with tomorrow’s slow-cooked roast lamb (in our pizza oven) or it’s hearing about Andrew’s winemaking plans for this coming vintage, we all feel like a glass of wine already.
Andrew is going to turn his magic Amarone hands to Montepulciano this year, something his father, Mario, the local Italian stallion with a penchant for teaching the local ladies (or in fact any ladies) “dirty Italian”, will no doubt be happy about.
And it’s been another cracking week for our cellar door. Not only did we receive a letter from a couple in China who said they felt “warmed” by their RedHeads cellar door experience as they sat in the -12C cold in Beijing, but another resident winemaker, Adam Hooper, notched up a whopping $1,200 sale just from one couple coming to taste our wines.
We’d like to say this is a reflection on Hoops’ notorious charm with the ladies, but the visitors were actually two guys, so draw your own conclusion from that.
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