It's that time of year again, when the sun crosses the equator, night is as long as day, everyone gets a bit frisky and we brew Cocky Hop with that certain spring to our step.
Ahh the Cocky fella.. a cheeky number, light and zingy and at 4.7% a heady brew that will add a bit of rosieness to your cheeks. This really does mean those cold dark winter mornings are well and truly behind us. I leave the mill in the morning and I can actually see the van before I get in it, It's a race between me and the sun to see who can be over the top of the hill 1st as i drive up and over from the Cerne Valley into The Piddle Valley. The sun seems to have the advantage over me at the moment. So whats been happening in Piddle world I hear you all ask...Well, (he takes a deep breath and exhales thoughtfully,) I have finally bitten the bullet and had my Hot Liquor Tank repaired, the slight drip......drip.........drip.... progressed onto DRIPDRIPDRIP then a fully blown leak, A tiny leak you may well scoff, tis no more than a tiny repair man, what's the matter with you, get on with it and all that, in reality it was another venture into the world of Heath Robinson egineering skills and complex lateral thinking. All is now well and we can brew again without the slding scale of water mathmatics and temperature stabily to compensate for all of the above. Life is now a breeze again in the brewhouse, my furrowed brow has gone back to normal without the aid of botox. Henry from Three Core Pumps we salute you, and we are forever in your debt. As you can see from the above photograph, we used the gap in the brew schedule to get creative in celebration of imminent launch of"The Cocky One"
Not wishing to be left out of all this artistic behaviour the Big Fella got busy with the brush too, bodly stepping up to the plate, well cold room walls to be totally accurate, he cast aside his gloves and went in bare fisted, as you can see from the photo this hasn't dampened his spirit, and when Clare gets back in the new sprinter I'm sure she will be swooning at the sheer beautifulness of her beloved cold store. "The Bird" as she is politically correctly referred to has been away with her boyfriend to sunny Yorkshire for the week, this meant we had the pleasure of the more experienced knight of the road Wurthers,
He took charge of his kingdom and the slightly modified van with great vigour, showing no signs of his advancing years and without that familiar whiff of deep heat, this is a sure sign the retirement from regular 5 a side football is suiting him well, he did get his footy fix this week when dropping off some Piddle to Wimbourne Town F.C. This weekend sees another local derby against the mighty Gosport. apparently Steve Claridge plays for them from time to time. When Paul heard this he got all excited and proudly declared that he had been there for afternoon tea, upon finding out that this was a different Claridges he swanned off to carry on administering some more direct career guidance to our spirited apprentice.
So in the coming week I will be brewing Cocky, Piddle, Jimmy and of course Slasher. I will keep you up to date on this blog page, If you want to meet me in person I have been ingratiated into the fold of Wetherspoons Beer festivals, I will be taking "The meet the brewer" show on the road and will be at "The Moon in the Square" in Bournemouth on Monday 19th March in the evening and then again on Saturday 24th at "The Swan" in weymouth at 2 o'clock in the afternoon.
Happy Spring Piddling folks
Vic
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