window.document.getElementById(’post-41′).parentNode.className += ‘ adhesive_post’; The summer of 1811 was heaven sent for making legendary wine. The vineyards of Bordeaux were bathed in hot sunshine for week after week, followed by the sort of warm and dry autumn that winemakers pray for. Then, just as the grapes were being harvested, the night sky was illuminated by the trailing tale of Halley’s Comet. Superstitious vintners took it is a sign of divine blessing and called it …

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