A very simple short story about having faith in yourself. When Edgar inherits the family vineyard, only his French sucks worse than his wine-making skills.
A little faith in himself and a lot of encouragement from the friendly, neighbourhood fox, brings about a change in Edgar's fortunes.
'Restrained. Practised in the art of restraint' Yes; these words should appear on my epitaph - 'born on such and such a date, died recently, after a lifetime of restraint …'