
Having left behind St Estèphe and Pauillac, the latter commune a little more disappointing in places than was hoped for, it seemed likely to me that on the day of this tasting, at the Institute of Masters of Wine, that St Julien would offer something better. After all, this appellation had been the most convincing during the primeur tastings, and some wines, particularly Léoville-Poyferré, had shown very well indeed when tasted from bottle rather than barrel at two years of age. Happily my expectations were, on the whole, met by the wines of this commune. Sadly, it was a brief respite, as the mediocrity of Margaux did more than enough to drag down my spirits once again.