GUTTER & STARS: LOOKING UP
Margaret Rand visits journalist-turned-winemaker Chris Wilson, who is making fine English still wines from a tiny cellar in a Cambridge windmill
octagonal yards. Yes, the winery is octagonal. It’s in the basement of a windmill; the ceiling is 6ft (2m) high, give or take a bit, and the walls slope gently inward. When it was a working mill, the basement, says Chris Wilson—who is winemaker, viticultural consultant, head of marketing and indeed everything else at G&S—“it was basically a dampproof course for the rest of the mill. It was too damp down here to store documents, though a descendent of William French, who built it, says he used to store wine here in the 1980s.” There are four floors above this, but they’re let to somebody else; so, Wilson rattles around in this brick octagon with minimal plumbing, some daylight, and no heating or air-con whatever. It’s a rather wonderful place. And the wines have names like The Dark End of the Street or Love Steals Us from Loneliness. The names are taken from music or literature: A Handful of Dust is obvious, but most are aimed at, shall we say, a different demographic from me. Or at least different tastes in music. Wine is a performance art, is it not? First-growth châteaux
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far prefer you to taste, by appointment, at their châteaux— where you can be flattered by the grandeur and the sense of occasion—than be handed an anonymous glass at a blind tasting in a dreary room where the wine might or might not outperform its neighbors. And if you can’t have the theater inherent in porticoes and turrets and rows and rows of immaculate barrels, the octagonal basement of a 19th-century windmill is not a bad alternative. It certainly beats the out-of- town industrial unit that was the alternative when Wilson decided to set up an urban winery.
The first thing you need when you have a winery is grapes. At first Wilson went looking for them; now growers come to him. But he doesn’t want a purely transactional relationship. Growers can have their name on the label, and they work together on viticulture and picking
Opposite: Chris Wilson, not only the founder but “winemaker, viticultural consultant, head of marketing and indeed everything else at G&S.”
t is,” I said to my friend Clare, with whom I had a coffee after visiting Gutter & Stars, “about from here to that wall.” She burst out laughing; I was quite close to the wall. “It” is Gutter & Stars’ urban winery, all 38 square yards (32 sq m) of it—though they should probably be
A bijou winery in a windmill Why did he, though? That’s another story. There he was, on the sports desk at the Daily Mirror, and he moved to lifestyle stuff—and that was what “flicked the switch of interest in wine,” he says. He did some WSET exams and then a three-year BSc at Plumpton; then he moved to Cambridge and had a family and wrote about wine. But he wanted to create something tangible. In 2018–19, he started to look for a site to make wine. He looked at industrial units, but they are mostly on the far edges of cities, and he wanted to be inside. Cambridge is a small city where everybody cycles or walks; it’s flat, and windy. Which is why a windmill was built here in 1847. He looked at it, and in the lockdown of 2020 the landlord called him and said he was redeveloping the whole site and the windmill would be ready at the end of September: Take it now or never. “It was time to take a risk,” says Wilson. It’s small, certainly, but it’s big enough for some barrels (all secondhand bar one), a couple of tiny steel tanks, a tiny egg-shaped plastic fermenter, and some bottles. There is a four-head bottling machine that fills 10–15 bottles per minute, so about 900 in a morning; a pump the size of a small terrier, for moving wine from barrel to barrel; and steps down through a door just wide enough to admit a barrel lengthways. They have to go in and go out empty, because of the weight. It’s bijou, and it brings people in. Wilson doesn’t offer
regular tasting hours and doesn’t want to have a shop, but you can visit by appointment—and people do. But the first thing you need when you have a winery is grapes. Wilson’s studies at Plumpton had provided contacts, and
Duncan McNeill—who knows more about growing grapes in England, and especially eastern England, than most people— told him to talk to Missing Gate vineyard in Essex. It had its first crop but had no buyers yet. Missing Gate is in Essex’s Crouch Valley, a tiny region making a name for still wines; McNeill had advised on planting there. And that was Wilson’s first wine. He still buys their grapes. More followed. At first Wilson went looking for grapes; now growers come to him. But he doesn’t want a purely transactional relationship. Growers can have their name on the label, and they work together on viticulture and picking, and Wilson supplies bins and collects the grapes, largely to avoid having growers show up at his (tiny) door at the wrong moment.
Ambition, honesty, and no showing off His winemaking style is pretty classic: used barriques for fermentation, except for that brace of tiny steel tanks, the plastic egg, and an open-topped plastic fermenter; aging in oak. There’s
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All photography courtesy of Gutter & Stars
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