Knackered Mother's Wine Club - the book

We love the Knackered Mother's Wine Club. It's a fantastic blog (scroll down, eyes right, it's on our blog roll) aimed at Knackered Mothers (tick) who like wine (tick). And now it's available in book form. Forget dry and boring tomes on the world of wine. This book aims to educate and entertain. Read on for an introduction by Knackered Mother herself, an extract from her book...
"The Knackered Mother (knackeredus maternius) is most commonly seen in her natural habitat: the kitchen. Here, she slaves away putting food on the table for her children to flick all over the floor, occasionally falling silent to eat some of it herself. She exists on a diet of sandwich crusts, leftover fish fingers and mint KitKats with the odd half-cup of lukewarm tea if she's lucky. In daylight hours, when not with her cubs, she can be found manically trying to squeeze a week's work into three days whilst trying not to let the noise of under-fives, a needy dog and a weird cat be heard through the study door. At night, she can be found lying on the sofa, glass of (usually very good) wine within reach, trying to summon up the energy to cook/speak.

Not to be confused with the lesser-spotted Shattered Father (bearded grumpius paternius). There have been reported sightings of these creatures in the same habitat, but one of them was asleep.

I’m going to assume you are reading this because you are, like me, a knackered mother or a wine lover. This book is designed to help you explore, discover and, ultimately, choose wine with confidence. It’s about ensuring that when you do decide to settle down with a glass of wine after a busy day, having wrestled the kids into bed, it’s going to be worth it. The Knackered Mother’s Wine Club is not a very exclusive club to say the least, but basically, if you like wine, you're in: no dress code, no membership policy, no fees. 

On the shelf in my study at home is a row of long-emptied wine bottles, each one marked with a date and occasion in silver pen, including a bottle of 1988 Vintage Champagne that marks the year the Husband and I got together as teenagers. It was a wedding present and we drank it years later, to celebrate the birth of Eldest Boy. I haven’t been lucky enough to have it since, but I’ll never forget how I felt when I drank it (clue: not knackered). The thing is, I love wine. Really love it. And I don’t just mean what’s in the glass. Obviously that’s a really big part, and I love that that there’s always more to discover, but for me wine is about so much more than that. It’s about bringing us together around a table, covered with food (or at the very least a bowl of crisps). Wine makes us sit down (I especially like that part) and converse. Wine connects us with places, with stories and, best of all, with each other."