Here the vines and olive trees swell under soft blue skies - afternoon breezes sweep up intoxicating scents of wild lavender - and the quaint villages that dot the Mediterranean coast reveal humble origins. This is the real France.

The Excuse My French wines are made from vineyards scattered along a smashing stretch of coastline between Carcassonne and Montpellier in France's South-West. It's where a wine has been created that's indelibly French and unarguably good.