Because everything wants to eat you. However if you’re very lucky, sometimes the thing that gets to eat you is me, rather than an insect, squirrel, bird, deer or other.

Because everything wants to eat you. However if you’re very lucky, sometimes the thing that gets to eat you is me, rather than an insect, squirrel, bird, deer or other.
Alas for Mel and Kim I turned out extremely respectable, as did my tayberries.
A couple of weeks ago I mangled a recipe for Elderflower “Champagne”.
It sat in its bucket for two weeks, smelling a bit odd, getting a smidge mouldy-looking, and eventually a bit bubbly. I found a site that said a bit of mould wasn’t dire, so I scooped it off when I saw it, and stirred the mix every so often.
Today, I filtered and decanted into bottles.