We have a small but tight team. When we say ‘tight’ we don’t mean tight as in having drunk too much. Even though we all like wine a lot which is why we all work together. Some of us are born and bred in Marlborough and some of us are less fortunate but we all call Marlborough home. Anyway, here we are.
You can’t have a wine label named Jules Taylor without having a Jules Taylor and, happily, we have one. Quick précis just in case you’ve got this far without knowing who Jules Taylor is. Jules is the winemaker, the visionary, the dreamer, the motivator, the laugher, the chivvier, mother of Louis, Nico and godmother to several hundred thousand little grapes. She’s also a pretty nice person. Jules is married to George.
George is married to Jules. Self-described as a ‘burnt out winemaker’ – which is grossly unfair as you can’t burn wine – George has now turned his attention to “buttering up” bank managers and other necessary tasks in the engine room; marketing, selling, stuff that needs doing, and Jules. Not necessarily in that order.
Hannah does all the stuff that keeps the office ticking along. She does a mean “Hello, Jules Taylor Wines. Hannah speaking.” Her main job, though, is getting the wine out the door and off to foreign shores. Around the world small shrines have been erected to Hannah by buyers eagerly awaiting the latest Jules Taylor release.
Jeremy is the viticulturist. If you look ‘viticulturist’ up in the dictionary you’ll see it says ‘unsung hero who walks around a lot talking to winegrowers, workers and grapes and at whose feet mere mortal winemakers bow each day in praise.’ Jeremy comes from Gisborne so he doesn’t insist on the praise thing too much.