‘Milk Beach’ makes me think of milky-white sands, wind in the hair and salt in the air.

Yes, the name kind of gives it away - The 10 Cases only ever buys 10 cases of the wines that it serves.

French-inspired, moodily-lit and supremely plush, Compagnie des Vin Surnaturels is a wine bar and restaurant that we really want to love. Located in colourful Neal’s Yard, it’s a stylish little hideaway from the mayhem of Soho and Covent Garden.

I know you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover (or a bottle of wine by its label), but there’s something in the name Naughty Piglets that automatically endears me to the place.

From the commotion of Old Street, and through floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the bright, former industrial space that comprises the first floor of Fare Bar and Canteen.

It’s a balmy, sunshine-y afternoon, and we’re greeted with a warm welcome as we open the front door to Humble Grape, Islington.

Have you ever felt like a glass of wine was giving you a lovely, soft cuddle? Honestly, if a wine bar could do that, it would have to be Terroirs.

Noble Rot, with its deep purple façade, sits unassumingly on one of the prettiest streets in Bloomsbury.

We walk into Newcomer Wines on a Saturday evening, and the front bar is heaving with the Dalston chic set. It’s a sexy place – clean lines, neutral timbers and a white-tiled, concrete top bar.