The odd territorial dispute or football match aside, we seem to like things from the Argentine. From Ricky Villa to the Tango, Eva Peron to corned beef, if it left the dockside in Buenos Aires it'll find a welcoming home in dear old Albion. And nothing finds a good home here more enthusiastically than Argentinean wine. Obviously, we're very much into Malbec here but, as this case proves, there's more to the story than that.