That imitation is the sincerest form of flattery is not wrong. SA wine is a good example. When forbidden to use the word Champagne by those EU bullies who are now teasing the Hellenic Republic, SA producers embraced the French term Methode Cap Classique, subconsciously affirming the preeminence of French fizz for their own product. Kaapse Vonkel is a much better alternative and was offered by the local bubbly pioneer, Frans Malan of Simonsig fame, for free.

Likewise when hobby winemakers were looking for a name for their merry band of bibulists, Garagiste Movement was chosen as that’s what the small producers of Bordeaux call themselves as they make wine in their garages. After the recent spate of inner city poo flingers, whenever I hear of organized movements, I take cover.

Kaia Cuvees would have been a better choice as even the meanest Pinelands pondokkie has a servants quarter and in these days of squatter suburban conurbations, live-in maids are a luxury few can afford. Besides SA garagiste wines are 10,000 Km away from the alcoholized reactions to effete Bordeaux blends. Rather than more fruit and alcohol than the mainstream, SA garagiste offerings are more likely lighter and elegant.

Two see just how different Kaia Cuvees are from the status quo from Stellenbosch, we’re showcasing six as an exhibition for July. The starters are:

· Sonklip wines

· Genevieve MCC

· Kronendal Wines

· Van Eck Family Wines

· Lieben Wines

· Giant Periwinkle

Rastaman Bob Markey was a prophet of Kaia Cuvees. He even wrote a song praising them

I’m so high, I even touch the sky
Above the falling rain
I feel so good in my neighbourhood, so
Here I come again

Got to have kaia now
Got to have kaia now
Got to have kaia now
For the rain is falling

Feelin’ irie I
Feelin’ irie I
Feelin’ irie I
‘Cause I have some kaia now