Autumn

Some of you may recall Keats waxing lyrical about “seasons of mist and mellow fruitfulness…” in his poem To Autumn.

However, as I look out of the window there’s not much mellow fruitfulness to be seen through the steady rain and the threat of a hoolie coming in from the Atlantic. But here’s the good news. There is much mellow fruitfulness to be found in our Quaffing Reds page. So get the log burner going if you have one, put the heating on if not, and open a bottle of goodness while watching a box set.

See our Events page for details of something different - a Curry night at the Ardington!

We are currently planning out 2026 trips - see our Grapes on Tour page.