A toast to the Georgian harvest

Hannah celebrates her colourful experience of picking grapes in Georgia

I’d like to propose a toast to the Georgian grape harvest.

To Georgia's ancient ladies and their pirate knives and three-legged stools, their hair in scarves to deflect the burrs I still find in my socks.

To a total lack of mechanisation, organisation and weather stations; and to zero early starts.

To Ramaz’s family and his wild vines small and gnarly in a…