Rosés to share in the sun, CabFranc on the go, and a Malbec not to be wasted on a stag do

Rosés to share in the sun, CabFranc on the go, and a Malbec not to be wasted on a stag do

I f you walk down Hatton Garden in central London, you will encounter a slew of jewellery shops, a Pret, one Dickensian pub down an alleyway. You might also witness the occasional brawl, the semi-regular police horse appearance, and the offshoots of the hectic food market one road over. If you are lucky you will also spot some bookish types scuttling along the pavement, almost certainly on their way to work in the NS offices. It was a rare treat…