Alpha Box & Dice ‘Fog’ Nebbiolo, Adelaide Hills

Pomegranate with the light slanting through it like poetry through a cathedral window, and then a whiff of dulse, mixed up with diesel from a ferryboat, until the taste comes of blank canvas sails, a scrappy gust, and the mists rolling in from the Mersey - to a gob like mine - or the hills of Tuscany or Adelaide.