True to my southern ponce credentials, for a works social this evening we did a tour of a local vineyard. During the tour, which was both informative and thirst-quenching, we learned that cold air tends to roll down the vineyard slopes, which increases the risk of frost damage during the spring months. The traditional solution for this is to light candles along the rows of vines, to which first and only thought was that the dippers would fucking love this.
So would Elton John.