I got a text mid-ride today from a mate who's moved down to (some fucking place outside the M25 - somerset, wessex, one of those places) and he's just finished his first batch of cider.
Reckons he'll have 5 gallons ready for xmas.. whatever the fuck a gallon is..
I got a text mid-ride today from a mate who's moved down to (some fucking place outside the M25 - somerset, wessex, one of those places) and he's just finished his first batch of cider.
Reckons he'll have 5 gallons ready for xmas.. whatever the fuck a gallon is..