(JancisRobinson) - People often ask me whether I’d like to make wine myself. No thank you. Not only would there be the potential conflicts of interest, I’m afraid that the passion for gardening that is supposed to infect so many Englishwomen of a certain age has completely passed me by. I grew up in a house with a large garden maintained diligently by my parents, who consequently seemed to me to spend a quite unwarranted amount of time hoeing, mowing, sowing, pruning, picking and weeding. Throughout my childhood, I saw gardening and plants as the enemy, competitors for my parents’ attention, and I suspect this is a factor in why I now have no interest in growing vines.