I went to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere in North Yorkshire that was run by monks - now aside from being very good at playing hide the sausage with each other, they were also masters at brewing moonshine, and in the fine Roman Catholic tradition of giving unto others, they were quite happy to let the 6th formers try it as they viewed giving us access to booze would help us avoid the temptation of drugs - well they were wrong on that front, but the shit they brewed up was off the Richter scale - still the most powerful stuff i have ever put down my throat.
As we all know some of the finest booze on the planet has been brewed by monks down the years, and they also did a fine line in super strength cider, slow gin and vodka, and an 8.5% beer - needless to say most of them who were over 40 had a nose that resembled Rudolph the red nose reindeer, and walked around in various states of stupor and pretty much let the boys run riot - to give you an idea when i was there, in the early nineties, you were allowed to smoke if you had a letter of consent from your parents. At a recent reunion it was no surprise to see that many of my contemporaries looked 10 years older than they should do, most blaming this on the particular "pastoral care" that the monks allowed!
I went to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere in North Yorkshire that was run by monks - now aside from being very good at playing hide the sausage with each other, they were also masters at brewing moonshine, and in the fine Roman Catholic tradition of giving unto others, they were quite happy to let the 6th formers try it as they viewed giving us access to booze would help us avoid the temptation of drugs - well they were wrong on that front, but the shit they brewed up was off the Richter scale - still the most powerful stuff i have ever put down my throat.
As we all know some of the finest booze on the planet has been brewed by monks down the years, and they also did a fine line in super strength cider, slow gin and vodka, and an 8.5% beer - needless to say most of them who were over 40 had a nose that resembled Rudolph the red nose reindeer, and walked around in various states of stupor and pretty much let the boys run riot - to give you an idea when i was there, in the early nineties, you were allowed to smoke if you had a letter of consent from your parents. At a recent reunion it was no surprise to see that many of my contemporaries looked 10 years older than they should do, most blaming this on the particular "pastoral care" that the monks allowed!
Happy days.