The nose provoked a lengthy panel debate – was it a picnic on the wild flower machair or the remains of a barbecue bonfire on the shore? Either way it was an interesting island holiday snapshot. The palate was quite a sensation – lively but lovely and balanced – honeyed porridge and blancmange sweetness with lots of perfumed floral smoke.
The pointless debate continued with water – the picnickers taking langoustines from a basket and the beach folks pouring lavender water on driftwood embers. The reduced palate – either scallops and Thai prawns or kissing a perfumed woman – depending, maybe, on how hungry you feel.