Okay. Let’s rattle through this one quickly, shall we? I mean, we’re all busy people.
So. Domaine de Gournier, Cévennes. It’s red. Dark red. Heavyish.
Both to the nose and in the mouth, it’s far from being an exhibitionist. You need to work at it a bit. The one flavour that presents itself unashamedly is plum. Caramelised plum, what’s more — which is a pretty nice kind of plum if you ask me.
(Marks & Spencer does a plum danish pastry. This is like those plums.)
Aromatically, we have yeasty, herby things (rosemary? Thyme?) going on. Squint your nose a bit and you might, like me, be put in mind of rain-laden pine-trees.
Taste-wise, alongside the M&S plum, there’s a peppery spiciness. Soil. Leather. Coffee. It’s the kind of wine, in other words, that’d wear tweed and wellies.
It’s also a smidgin on the harsh side (I do mean a smidgin): that little tight rasp at the back of the throat. But what did you expect?
Verdict
If you’re looking for a rough-and-ready, vaguely Bordeaux-style weekday wine that doesn’t strip to its underwear while you’re still pouring the drinks, this will do a fine job. And it won’t decimate your bank balance.
Unless your bank balance is £57.50.
Drink it with food, I think. Being a robust kind of character, it could stand up to most things you’d throw at it.
Thoroughly respectable without being exceptional — though at this price, that in itself is not to be disparaged.