COMMENT According to research announced at the British Museum last week, King Tutankhamun drank red wine. As one just returned from her first, hugely enjoyable, trip to Egypt, I feel a twinge of sympathy for the poor boy. Egypt's wine production, now released from state control, is apparently much improved, but not improved enough for this confirmed lover of fermented grape juice.
After trial sips of reputedly the best domestically grown red and Obelisk, its counterpart made from grape concentrate imported from Italy, I resigned myself to my first week without wine in decades and substituted abstinence (a word I find shamefully that I have never tried to spell before) and beer - mainly beer, it has to be said. My family seemed strangely amused by my newfound enthusiasm for Sakkara Gold.
