Late night brewing

We decided that yesterday was the day for brewing, we couldn't wait any longer, the problem came when we weren't quite ready for brewing at 4 o'clock because the fruit was thawing out, and then Brandon had to pop to look at a job, after that he came round mine and had a cup of tea, the time was sneaking on and by the time we got back to his it was 7 o'clock, then we got into a deep chat which involved some tears and some honesty (we sometimes talk for hours about how we feel about certain subjects) time was sneaking on it's half past 8, Brandon is eating his dinner, I am starting to feel sleepy (I am awful with staying awake in the evening/night time I am such a morning person) I am also getting a little grouchy and the more tired I am the more I trip my words up and say random things. So we decide to brew anyway, we start at 9 o'clock we get EVERYTHING sterilised I didn't realise you have to be so meticulous, the sides, the untensils, the sink, the buckets, us, the demijohns, you name it we sterilised it. Then we cracked on with making elderberry port, it was then we realised we were missing a few key ingredients, namely oranges, sloes and suger. So off we went to the shops, the only shop open at quater to 10 is tesco on the other side of town, so we drive there, we pick up the oranges and suger and pop back to my nans to get the sloes and back to making the port at Brandons, we decide also at the last minute to make elderberry and blackberry wine, so we do that too, it takes a few hours to put all of the ingredients together (hopefully I will have the videos up soon, just need to firstly get Brandon to send them to me and then edit them) I am in bed by about 12:30, and although that may not seem late to anyone else, to me that is quite a late night, especially for brewing alcohol. But I am VERY excited to see the results, hopefully we haven't made a sleepy mistake!

My birthday and making smoothie

I turned twenty two on saturday, I still find it very hard to believe I am in my twenties, and I can tell that I am going to just move through them quickly and quietly, I won't even notice as they slip by. It only seems like yesterday I turned eighteen, before I know it I will be twenty nine and to be honest I am not too freaked out about getting older, I'm not sure if it's because I have seen how openly and happily my mum has excepted age with open arms or the fact that my role model is the old tortoise from kung fu panda, even so I am excited that one day I will be eighty, not that I am wishing my life away, I love life in every form of the word. I was so excited about my birthday, I had the classic kid syndrome of being up very early, jumping around waking everyone up, I share a birthday with my younger sister who has just turned eighteen, so we opened our cards together (you know you're getting older when you have more cards than presents) then my handsome fiance came over with a massive bunch of flowers, a gardening book, a new look voucher, some chocolates and lots of food ready for our picnic in avebury, and then we made the most beautiful smoothie I have ever tasted, we used the raspberries and sweet apples that we picked the other week (not sure how many we had to be honest), we add, two bananas, two oranges, four table spoons of honey and a little bit of water, and there you have it, I have never tasted a nicer smoothie, we bought it to the picnic and our friends agreed, it was a good smoothie.