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"Max Skinner is a man at the heart of London's financial universe. He works for the notorious Lawton Brothers at the top end of Threadneedle Street, and his is a life of long hours and fierce competition with Amis, his nemesis and boss. It is a rivalry that continues until the day Max finds the Lawton Brothers doing a little asset-stripping of their own. Himself." "Amid the London drizzle, there is one potential ray of sunshine in Max's life. His Uncle Henry has left him his estate in his will - an eighteenth-century house and vineyard an hour's drive from Avignon, where Max used to go for his childhood holidays. Out of a job, and encouraged by his friend Charlie's talk of the money in modern wine, he heads for France to assess its potential." What Max discovers is even better than he remembered: a beautiful house, wonderful weather and a bustling village in the shape of St. Pons. The only downside to his new life is the quality of the wine in the vineyard and the brooding presence of Roussel, a former employee of his uncle. When Max suggests getting in an expert to look at the vineyards, Roussel, for reasons that slowly unravel, is resistant. And then there's the arrival of a mysterious stranger from California.
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Publishers Weekly
Mayle's breezy, uncomplicated fifth novel (Chasing Cezanne, etc.) and ninth book follows 30-something Max Skinner from a sabotaged financial career in London to his adoption of the Proven al lifestyle on an inherited vineyard in France. Max spent holidays at his Uncle Henry's vineyard as a child, so when he inherits the place, the prospect of returning is tempting; a generous "bridging loan" from ex-brother-in-law Charlie seals the deal. The estate, Le Griffon, is in a dire state of disrepair and the wine cellar is filled with bottles of a dreadful-tasting swill, but it's nothing that vineyard caretaker Claude Roussel and prim housekeeper Madame Passepartout can't resolve. Max settles into his new life easily thanks to the attentions of local notary Nathalie Auzet and busty cafe owner Fanny. The arrival of young Californian "wine brat" Christie Roberts, Uncle Henry's long-lost daughter, complicates matters for Max, but her surprise offer and Charlie's arrival lessen the impact of a vicious vineyard scandal involving a delicious, high-priced, discreetly produced wine called Le Coin Perdu. Mayle's simple story provides lighthearted if unadventurous reading and a fond endorsement of the pleasures of viniculture. Agent, William Morris. (June 3) Forecast: Mayle's soft-touch Proven al scene-setting is once again likely to translate into big bucks, with Ridley Scott signed up to direct the film version and a 175,000 first printing planned. BOMC selection; 8-city author tour. Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
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Having featured food and art set against a Proven al backdrop in his previous novels (Hotel Pastis; Chasing C zanne), Mayle here turns to wine. On the very day his boss steals his biggest account and maneuvers him out of his job in London's financial district, Max Skinner learns that he's inherited his uncle's vineyard in Provence. Unfortunately, the place is rundown and-worse-the wine it produces is awful. But what about the small plot at the edge of the vineyard that his caretaker badmouths and the private-label "garage wine" being sold oh-so-discreetly in Bordeaux for $40,000 a case? Then there's the unexpected visit of Californian Christie Roberts, who knows a thing or two about wine herself and may have a valid claim to the estate. Though his plot is predictable, Mayle juggles complications, chicanery, and romance with entertaining and informative tidbits about wine-and his Provence never fails to charm. A good bet for oenophiles and nice, light entertainment for all. [Previewed in Prepub Alert, LJ 2/1/04.]-Michele Leber, Arlington, VA Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
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A Good Year (as in wines) finds Mayle back in Provence, the region that inspired his famous nonfiction debut, A Year in Provence (1990), and his first novel, Hotel Pastis (1993). After his immediate boss steals his best client just as a huge deal is about to go through, Max Skinner quits his job as a financial agent in London. On the same day he receives a notice from France that he's inherited from his uncle Henry a farmhouse and 40-hectare vineyard in Provence. Best friend and former brother-in-law Charlie, a budding wine snob who has just made full partner at a real estate firm, lends deep-in-debt Max £10,000, tells him that small vineyards can put out very pricey wines, and sends him forth for six months in his new vineyard. The farmhouse is rundown, but Nathalie Auzet, the notaire who gives him its keys, is stunningly upscale, and young Fanny, who runs the local bistro, serves lusciously delicate meals along with her cleavage. For much of the tale, Max's big loan from Charlie undercuts unease, distress, or suspense in the plotting; nor do Mayle's mildly lyrical descriptions add much excitement. Max's inherited label, Le Griffon, tastes like pipi de chat; even Max can't drink it, and even Roussel, who oversees the vines and makes Le Griffon, calls it "a little naive, a little unfinished around the edges." Then we are led to the mysterious Le Coin Perdu, a Bordeaux from a vineyard too small even for wine tastings, a vineyard that can produce only 600 cases at $40,000 a case. Pricey? Pricey! Happily, Charlie the plummy-voiced snob soon returns and gives the novel an amusing lift. So who actually owns this small vineyard but doesn't know that it produces an indescribably complex Bordeauxlaced with Cabernet?Uncorks as a bottle without much nose, leaving but brief bloom on the palate: it needed perhaps a little more breathing time when decanted. First printing of 175,000; Book-of-the-Month Club main selection. Agent: Virginia Barber/William Morris
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“A delightful divertissement. . . .plenty of . . . local color, comic dalliances and a feastful of entertainment.” –The Seattle Times “Happily snide (and knowledgeable). . . . Wicked turns of phrase . . . . Quite agreeable, with an insouciant nose . . . perfect for summer reading.” –Chicago Sun-Times“Mayle makes Provence sound like the most enticing place this side of paradise. Reservations, anyone?” –People “Bubbly, light-hearted, good-natured. . . . [Mayle’s] descriptions of food and country ambience. . . live up to his reputation.” –The Baltimore Sun “Fast-moving and fun. . . . a deliciously light-hearted tale. . . . The Provencal life never tasted so good.” –Rocky Mountain News
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781405500180
  • Publisher: Gardners Books
  • Publication date: 4/1/2004

Meet the Author

Peter Mayle
Peter Mayle eats, drinks, writes, and lives in Provence. This is his ninth book, and his fifth novel.
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It was high summer in London, and the raindrops felt almost warm on Max Skinner’s face as he ran up Rutland Gate and into Hyde Park. He followed the curve of the Serpentine while the shapes of other people determined to suffer before breakfast came and went in the gray predawn murk, their faces slick with rain and sweat, their progress marked by the moist slap of their footsteps on the path.

The weather had discouraged all but the hard-core joggers. It was too wet for those bouncing, pink-cheeked girls who sometimes provided Max with a little welcome distraction. Too wet for the resident flasher who was usually on duty behind a bush near the bandstand, leer and raincoat at the ready. Too wet even for the pair of Jack Russells whose joy it was to nip at every passing ankle, their embarrassed owner lumbering after them mouthing apologies.

It was too wet, and perhaps too early. Max had been getting into the office late recently, often as late as seven-thirty, and Amis, his boss and nemesis, was not pleased. This morning would be different, Max promised himself. He’d get in first, and make sure the miserable sod knew it. That was the big problem with Max’s work- ing life: he liked the job but loathed the people, Amis in particular.

Turning at the top of the Serpentine, Max started back toward the Albert Memorial, his thoughts on the day ahead. There was a deal that he’d been nursing along for months, a deal that would deliver a bonus big enough to pay his infinitely patient tailor and, much more important, get the bank off his back. Occasional murmurs of discontent about the size of his overdraft had turned into letters couched in ever more menacing terms, underlining the fact that it had been a lean year so far. But it was going to change, Max felt sure. With a surge of optimism, he sprinted down Rutland Gate, shook himself like a dog on the doorstep, and let himself into the stucco-fronted Georgian house that a developer had gutted and converted into what he described as highly desirable executive pieds-à-terre.

The janitor of the building, a gnome of a man with a papery, subterranean complexion, looked up from his vacuum cleaner and clucked his tongue at the trail of wet footprints Max was leaving on the carpet.

“You’ll be the death of me, you will. Look at that bleeding mud, all over my Axminster.”

“Sorry, Bert. I keep forgetting to take off my shoes before I come in.”

Bert sniffed. They had the same conversation every time it rained, and it always ended with the same question. Bert was a keen follower of the stock market, and longed for the chance to do a little insider trading. “Got any good tips for today, then?”

Max paused at the door of the elevator and put a finger to his lips before speaking. “Buy low. Sell high. Don’t tell a soul.”

Bert shook his head. Cheeky young git. But then, he was the only one in the building to remember Bert’s birthday with a bottle of Scotch, and there was always a nicely filled envelope from him at Christmas. Not a bad lad, thought Bert, as he pushed the vacuum cleaner back and forth over the traces of wet mud.

Max’s second-floor apartment was a work in prog- ress; or, as a decorator friend with his eye on a lucrative assignment had said, an unfinished symphony. At the moment, it was a place used for sleep and very little else. There were two good modern paintings leaning against the wall, a few pieces of spiky avant-garde furniture, a dusty and sorry-looking ficus, a battery of stereo and video equipment. Despite having been there for more than two years, Max had managed to avoid giving the apartment any personal touches, apart from a small pile of running shoes in one corner. He went into the tiny, unused kitchen, opened the refrigerator, empty except for a bottle of vodka and a carton of orange juice, and took the carton with him into the bathroom.

Hot water and cold juice. The after-run shower was a daily reward for one of his few healthy habits. He worked too hard, ate in the irregular way of bachelors, slept too little, and certainly drank more than the five units of alcohol a week decreed, with sanctimonious relish, by the company doctor. But he ran, and he was young. Forty was several years away, and by then, he told himself, he would have his life and his finances in order, ready to settle down and—who knows—make another gallant attempt at matrimony.

He studied his reflection in the shaving mirror. Blue eyes, only slightly bloodshot; dark brown hair, cut short in the current fashion; skin taut over high cheekbones. As yet, no obvious bags or wrinkles. Could be worse, he thought, as he stepped over the wet towel and discarded running clothes on the bathroom floor.

Five minutes later, he was ready to conquer the financial universe, dressed in the uniform and trappings of the modern young executive: dark suit, dark blue shirt, dark tie, a bulky watch designed for deep-sea divers obsessed with punctuality, cell phone and car keys at the ready. He ducked through the drizzle and into the obligatory black BMW for the drive to the City, where today, he felt sure, the long-awaited deal would come through. And then the bonus. He’d finish furnishing the apartment, hire a housecleaner to keep it spotless, take a few days off, and drive down to Saint-Tropez before all the girls went back to Paris. Not even the weather forecast on the radio—scattered showers, followed by outbreaks of heavier rain, with a chance of hail—could dampen his spirits. This was going to be a good day.

At this time of the morning, twenty minutes should have been more than enough to get him into the Lawton Brothers’ offices. They were at the top end of Threadneedle Street—“handy for the Bank of England,” as the senior Lawton brother was fond of telling his prospective clients. Established in the late eighties, the company had boomed through the nineties with everyone else, merging and acquiring, ducking and diving, and gaining a reputation for savage asset-stripping that was the envy of its more ethical and kindhearted competitors. Now it was often described in the financial press as a model of tough, efficient management, well suited to today’s hard times. Young executives who survived a few years at Lawtons could survive anywhere.

Max’s cell phone rang as he was coming down Ludgate Hill. It was just before six-thirty.

“Taking the morning off, are we?” It was the voice of Amis, nasal and aggressive. He didn’t wait for Max to answer. “We need to talk. See if you can get in here by lunchtime. Tracy will tell you the restaurant.”

So much for my good day, Max thought. Although, if he were honest with himself, no day that included Amis could be entirely good. Mutual dislike had been in the air the instant the two men met, when Amis had swaggered in, fresh from spending three years in New York, to run the London office. From the start, their relationship had been tainted, as is so often the case in England, by the simple difference in the way they spoke English. Their accents.

Max was the product of a minor public school, and had grown up in the leafy, middle-class comfort of the Surrey hills. Amis was born and raised in the grim outer reaches of south London, neither leafy nor comfortable. In fact, they had grown up less than twenty miles apart, but it might as well have been twenty thousand. Max liked to think that there was not a trace of snobbery in him. Amis liked to think that he didn’t have a chip on his shoulder. They were both wrong. But each had a grudging respect for the other’s ability, and so, with difficulty, they tolerated one another.

Easing the BMW into its appointed slot in the underground garage, Max tried to guess the reason for today’s meeting. Lunch at Lawtons was normally a sandwich at your desk, eyes glued to the screen. Lunch, in a phrase that Amis had picked up in New York, was for wimps. And yet here he was talking about a proper lunch with knives and forks—a wimp’s lunch—in a restaurant. It was curious. Max was still puzzling over it as he stepped out of the elevator and made his way through the rows of partitions to his own cubicle.

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  • Posted January 5, 2013

    I saw the movie first & really enjoyed it.. Then I read the

    I saw the movie first & really enjoyed it.. Then I read the book.. The movie has a nodding acquaintance with the book.. Same character names & places.. but the rest is a whole different ride. I liked both but wish the movie title was different..

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 16, 2012

    Really Nice Book

    The book is very different from the movie, which I saw first and was the reason I wanted to read the book. I enjoyed them both. The book was even better than the movie. I will certainly check out other books by Peter Mayle.

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  • Posted December 29, 2011

    Good read

    Too bad the movie wasn't as good as the book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 5, 2012

    Fun to read

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  • Posted February 20, 2011

    Excellent

    I adore Peter Mayle's writing. He has a wonderful command of the language, creates fascinating characters, a witty way of expressing a situation. This is one of my favorite books.

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  • Posted March 30, 2009

    more from this reviewer

    This is one of my favorite Peter Mayle books - a little different from the others. To be savoured.

    If you liked the movie Sideways, you'll love this book! I recommend taking your time reading this. It's light without being frivolous.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 22, 2006

    Sad when it was over...

    It was a delight read. I was sad when I reached the end. Wished it kept going and going. You get pulled in after the first few pages, makes you want to tune in to see what happens to Max. Wonderful book!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 12, 2006

    A GOOD YEAR ONCE AGAIN

    This novel is superb. A great addition to Mayle's tales of Provence. This reader has read this book a few times, and now with t he movie being released, is going through it again. The greatness of this book (and the author) is in the simplicity. This book doesn't need to be lengthy or use large words, just the occasional French one, and it need not be too complicated. This is a cool tale by a cool writer. One who knows that a good read can be small and fun and light - like how wine makes you feel after a few too many. Readers and watchers of British authors and television will love the way this book reads and feels, like an episode of AS TIME GOES BY or THE LAST OF THE SUMMER WINE. Mayle's capers are meant to be fun and this book tops the list.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 19, 2005

    Another Great Read from Mayle

    I loved this book. Another great, fun read from Peter Mayle.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 18, 2005

    Easy Going Reading

    It's not rocket science, but it beats the costs of a trip to France to experience a little tad of the culture. It really is easy going reading.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 6, 2005

    Ack!

    This book was too light and predictable. If you want to escape with a book that includes food & wine , try A Moveable Feast by Hemmingway or The Sea, The Sea by Iris Murdoch.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 10, 2005

    'A Good Year' is a good read!

    I'm a fan of Peter Mayle's, and over the years two things impress me. He is the dean of Mediterranean travel writers, and his quality is very consistent. 'A Good Year' is a good read. Mayle weaves his fiction in this book almost as well as his original travel narratives. He spins a nice fictional tale about a young British businessman who has principles and is willing to take a risk. The plot keeps you guessing, and the descriptions of life in Provence (as always with Mayle) are delightful. This is good light reading. I never felt like 'I want the book to be over.' Good entertainment!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 30, 2005

    Ah, the wine and the sunshine!

    Another stay in Provence with those delightful Mayle characters is hard to resist. And to again savor the delicious food and wine; magnifique! A Year in Provence opened the door, but I keep coming back for more.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 13, 2004

    Wish I Was There!

    This book is written by a man, so guys give it a chance. This is a fun read as any man can relate to getting whacked in the noggin' by his better half. Take your shoes off, pour some wine and enjoy a truly delightful tale. It you can't go to France than let Peter Mayle bring it to you!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 23, 2004

    Very Enjoyable

    What a good book! I read it in one day. The characters are likable, the story was engaging and I was sorry to see it end. Here's to Max and Fanny!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 21, 2004

    Grab a Bottle of Wine, a baguette,

    some cheese and some olives, and then sit down for a fine (although short) diversion! I didn't want it to end! In fact had to pull out A Year in Provence and Toujours Provence for a re-read because I just didn't get enough. Chasing Cezanne is next!

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