Moving down market, I'm now on a homemade liqueur that was the product of a blackberry glut and a harvest of cheap schnapps Dolores brought back from Germany.
The photo demonstrates why I always take an Imperial pint glass to the Borefts Beer Festival. Supposedly a beer glass, it's perfect for spirits.
The blackberry thing is really good. It's mellow sweetness and touch of sharp sourness helps me appreciate the coarse humour of the film.
A kid just appeared (Andrew). Didn't expect to see either before nightfall.
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