He was an accountant for a decade. He is dry. Sarcastic. A little fierce. He feels strongly about compost, bullshit, and the colours of autumn. Above all, he seeks truth: in people and in wine.
“I have an opinion and I feel compelled to express it. Vines are the same. We get on well.”
— James Dicey, Grower.
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Both James and his wife Odelle spend a fair bit of time building things in the shed. A trailer needing repair or the BBQ built from an old irrigation pipe that commands attention. Art happens in here, too. Between the canvas and drawing book, Odelle applies a skillful hand to the plasma cutter to make sculptural statements.
James loves trance.
James and Odelle with their children Hannah and Oliver and the menagerie of extended family members. A shetland pony called Cheeky and her full-sized companion, Sadie. Milo and Charlie, the rabbit-catching doggos, rule the roost.