Over a celebration lunch a bottle of Fleurie La Madone. Yes, Gamay I am afraid. Something light for lunch but with a settled, mature palate with enough fruit and tannin to evoke a Pinot Noir. La Madone is a chapel on the hill surrounded by vines , a pretty picture too.
On Sky Arts Channel the other night Henry Miller talks about the pictures - mostly photographs of people - in his bathroom and their associations in his long and richly textured life. I flatter myself a little by thinking that it has something in common with my scrapbook now half way through its second volume.