Polly informed me on our first walk, we don’t go out walking together, the dogs and I do but it’s a small wood and if I time it right can usually bump into her once or twice a fortnight. She let me know that she had a brew of normal cider on tap so after processing a few insect pictures I went on a wander to her farm and stocked up. The last lot was made with wild yeast and nearly blew my head and arse off. I’m too old for cider that ought to be reserved for the military. No one could fight or kill after two pints of wild yeast cider. Glaswegians being the exception but they don’t coun… citeste mai mult