The 2022 Giro d'Italia was supposed to be our eighth on the ground, providing daily coverage

of what RCS's marketing men and women have dubbed the hardest race in the most beautiful

place.

Our first full corset ours together was in 2016, and yes, that does make it seven to date

because in 2020, with proscikings shut down by Covid, we invented our Giro.

That was also when we first collaborated with divine sellers of London, curating cases

of wine that would take listeners around Italy in much the same way that the race was

supposed to.

Our great leader, Richard Moore, was enthusiastic about most things, and that extended to consumption

of wine, always of course, in moderation.

Where Richard's characteristic vim somehow seemed to desert him was when he was called

between Doge and the verbal naval gazing that the self-professed amateurs or even connoisseurs

among us guiltily practice.

Wine, all wine, whether red, white, rosé, orange, fizzy, dry, sweet, or probably even

corked, was in Richard's words, or in fact one word, invariably classable as nice.

After Richard's passing last month, our dear friend Francois Tomozoe probably said it

best in our tribute episode.

I've always been surprised how someone who could so well describe the subtleties, the

intricacies of bike racing, a man with so much insight, with all the right words to tell

the tale of something so complicated could not find a way to describe a great class of

wine.

Yet I know why there was, was because as a man so gifted that listening, carrying, leading,

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