Rows of vines line hillsides as far as the eye can see. And, in the shade of a grape-laden plant, a weary tourist, exhausted by a morning of gallery visits, can try a local cheese amid a landscape that has inspired a slew of renowned artists. After, of course, popping open a bottle of vintage wine, sourced from close by.
These sultry days it really is that easy to set up a quick parallel between the traveller’s experience of rural southern France and the English wine-growing slopes of Sussex. Especially when a blue sea glints in the distance over chalky downs.
