BEING a pinot fanatic is like being a West Coast Eagles fan, you’re never sure what’s going to happen on game day. It is either exquisite perfection, flowing poetry, graceful nuance and universal mastery or a thunderously clumsy, disjointed jumble that makes you wince. When buying a ticket to see our boys in the blue and gold you face the same conundrum as when choosing Australian pinot – unfortunately over the past few years, the result for both has been nothing short of patchy.
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