In the vinyards of northern France they still tell the tale of Madam Brulee, the fabulously wealthy owner of the legendary Lost Vinyards of the Loire, hidden by deep magic from the outer world many years ago, and said to produce wine so fine that Bachus himself is among the customers. The lady herself, like her vinyards, vanished from public view shortly after leaving finishing school, but she has been known to appear, at random, at the homes of other aristocrats, bringing bottles of the most extraordinary vintage, wine that leaves all who taste it aglow with its potency and its uneartlhy sweet flavour. All she asks in return is a comfortable bed for the night, and an evening of revelry with whichever household she has graced with her presence. So it was that in the early spring of 2008, late one rain-swept day, the servants answered a knock at the door of Saturation Hall to find a mysetrious Frenchwoman with a wagon full of winebottles, and the revelry soon commenced!