Isn't it wonderful? How in July you can go for a walk and get soaked, then come back and need a nice wintry dinner of bacon and spuds? Grr. Time to rediscover Scrabble methinks!
The beer is like a scab. I can't leave it alone. A week after bottling, I opened the runt-bottle, which was the last when I was filling, and it was only half full. Delighted, I was, to hear the "kish" of carbon dioxide escaping from the beer - it's fizzy! Taste-wise, I hope it improves. It's not the worst thing I ever tasted, but it's kinda sweet. Maybe that's why we've to leave it for 6-8 weeks....Patience, grasshopper.
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