Friday 30 June 2017
by Wulf
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I am still persisting with building my piano skills (see Fingers on Hanon) and still at the level where I would be fairly certain of failing even a Grade 1 exam on the instrument. It is a little frustrating because … Continue reading
Thursday 29 June 2017
by Wulf
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Sometime next month I expect this Ipomoea purpurea (or Morning Glory) to be putting on a display of flowers. For now though, it is concentrating on climbing up the support we have given it by the side of the front … Continue reading
Wednesday 28 June 2017
by Wulf
Comments Off on The Great Passage by Shion Miura
Most of the book reviews I write are for things I have received as part of the LibraryThing Early Reviewers scheme. I don’t enjoy all of them but I promised I would write an honest review and so I do … Continue reading
Tuesday 27 June 2017
by Wulf
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And she’s off! I got my latest brew, which I’m calling Ruby Saison, into the fermentor this morning. The recipe is based on the Sarah Hughes Dark Ruby recipe from Graham Wheeler’s Brew Your Own British Real Ale (2009. 3rd … Continue reading
Monday 26 June 2017
by Wulf
Comments Off on Seeing with sound
Since I’m out a bit later this evening, I think I’m going to leave the wort I cooked up last night on hold rather than rushing to get it fermenting. To fill in the gap, you might be interested in … Continue reading
Sunday 25 June 2017
by Wulf
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I normally avoid brewing in the summer as the yeasts I normally use don’t want to go much above 20°C. However, I’ve got some Belgian Saison yeast (Mangrove Jack’s M27), which positively welcomes temperatures of 25°C and above. I don’t … Continue reading
Saturday 24 June 2017
by Wulf
Comments Off on Back to the Logs
It must have been two or three months since I last got hatchet, axe and saw out in the back garden (Rush fans – name that tune!). However, the warmth of summer is a good time to press on with … Continue reading