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This blog is a record of the wine that I make and drink. Each flavour made and each bottle drunk will appear here. You may come to the conclusion that, on the whole, I should be drinking less.

Thursday, 30 April 2020

Orange Wine 2018 - Fourth Bottle (B5), 25th February 2020

Shrove Tuesday. I should really now give something up for Lent, but I never have previously, so why start on my fiftieth? Maybe I won't have any zucchini wine over the next 40 days.

This bottle of orange was lovely - smooth and orangey. Even though it was a Tuesday and we never have a whole bottle on a Tuesday, we had the whole bottle. I made pancakes (more successfully than anticipated) and stuffed them with ham, mushrooms, onion, garlic and parsley. I covered them with a white sauce and cheddar cheese. Baked in the oven for half an hour. Delicious!

This is just a still from a video that Claire and I did on
25th February - playing Happy Birthday arranged for
bassoon and viola, for a friend.

Wednesday, 29 April 2020

Orange Wine 2018 - Third Bottle (A6), 28th December 2019

"Christmas wouldn't be Christmas without a hacking cough," grumbled Ben, lying on the sofa.

I spent the day feeling sorry for myself and washed out, and I didn't get out of my pyjamas. The plan had been to go to York for the afternoon, but instead I watched Worzel Gummidge  and read Dangerous Liaisons, both of which are excellent in very different ways.

In the evening we hoovered up pretty much all of the Christmas leftovers (there is still one helping of soup and some whisky sauce) and drank this bottle of orange wine. It probably isn't the tonic I need right now, but drinking to excess is as traditional as being mildly ill.

Can anyone spot why I have posted this photo?
There is a connection with the text.

PS - Just yesterday (28 April) and today, I have been getting more hits to my blog than usual, coming via Facebook. If anyone reads this who has come from there and can be bothered - can you direct me to the page where I appear? I'd love to know.

Tuesday, 28 April 2020

Prune & Parsnip Wine 2018 - Eleventh Bottle (B3), 7th April 2020

I am starting to lose track of days. It is not clear why this should be the case. Weekends are being treated as such. I think it is because I have so little work to keep me busy that every day has a weekend element to it. Drinking a whole bottle of wine on a Tuesday did not help the day feel like a Tuesday - but it marked Claire's second day back at work testing Covid 19 samples. She was only required to do two days this week, so in some respects Tuesday was really Friday.

A photo I took on 7th April - Pilewort

Monday, 27 April 2020

Strawberry Wine 2019 - The Making Of

On Tuesday evening, 2nd July, after work, I went to pick strawberries at the Horsforth Pick Your Own fields. At the weighing counter I was directed to a far away field and told that this was where the 'Superb' strawberries could be found. Maybe the adjective used was 'Magnificent'. The man behind the counter must have a different dictionary to me. I would have used the words 'Barely Adequate' myself. Mostly the fruit was unripe or gone over. However, if I was to end up with 4 lbs of strawberries, I could not afford to be fussy. My one requirement was that they were mostly red, but even then it seemed like every strawberry was an effort. I was not helped by feeling dizzy every time I stood up, occasionally seeing brown swirling patches before my vision cleared. It being past six, I was the only person in the field and fainting would have been a poor choice. Despite all this, I ended up with a basketful which, when weighed, came to over 6 lbs - so I have enough for apple and strawberry wine later in the year. I am dubious about the quality, though.

The Pick Your Own Field with 'Superb' Strawberries
Mashing 4 lbs of (hulled) strawberries took longer than it should and I don't think the fruit was ripe enough. If this wine turns out badly, this will be why.

My basket of strawberries
To the 4 lbs of mashed strawberries, I added 4 pints of boiling water. The following evening, 3rd July, I strained the liquid into a demijohn and stored the fruit in a sterilised bowl. I poured 2 pints of cold water over the fruit and let it sit for about an hour. Next I poured the strained liquid back into my (washed and re-sterilised) bucket and then strained the fruit again from the new liquid, pouring the liquid into the bucket and discarding the fruit. At this point I put 3 lbs of sugar into the bucket and a teaspoon each of yeast, nutrient, pectolase and tannin. Wednesday was a busy evening!

Giving the strawberries a wash
I left the wine until Saturday, giving it a daily stir. Saturday evening was meant to be spent playing in a concert, but the piece I was meant to play in - Fauré's Requiem - got cancelled at the last minute, so I put my wine into its demijohn instead. The wine is far less red than usual and this year it is brick-red rather than post-box red. I am not hopeful.
Strawberries in my bucket
I racked this on 15th August and by that point was became more hopeful as the small taste I got was fine. I added over half a pint of water with 2 oz sugar dissolved.

A few tiny strawberries from our garden that I put in
On bottling, which happened on 12th March, this wine has turned into something rather good. Maybe a less distinctive strawberry hit than usual - but definitely akin to wine.

Brick-Red Strawberry Wine

If you want to see how this wine turned out, click here.

Sunday, 26 April 2020

Prune & Parsnip Wine 2018 - Tenth Bottle (A2), 20th March 2020

Today marked Claire's last day in her lab until Covid 19 has passed (and it will pass). However, she has volunteered to test for the disease and received an email saying 'More details to follow'. So, she may be back at work before we know it.

At my work I said my goodbyes and 'see you on the other side's to the large number of colleagues who are now to work from home. It has been a strange day.

We rounded it off with a bottle of Prune & Parsnip and an episode of Mad Men. The films Twelve Monkeys, Contagion, and Shaun of the Dead all seemed inappropriate.

A photo (of sloe blossom) that I took on 20th March

Saturday, 25 April 2020

Prune & Parsnip Wine 2018 - Ninth Bottle (A1), 10th-14th January 2020

I have been dilatory in the extreme in writing up this bottle. It is 9 days (and possibly 10) since I opened it and I have no memory of the evening of Friday 10th January. I know that I walked home from work, but thereafter nothing. I can't even swear that it was Friday when I opened this bottle. It might have been Thursday. This is quite worrying. No, it was definitely Friday because I was wine making on Thursday. Oh - I think that I may have watched Dangerous Liaisons - our Book Group Book. Obviously the wine made little impression: it will have been bog standard Prune & Parsnip.

The book and the film

Friday, 24 April 2020

Prune and Parsnip Wine 2018 - Eighth Bottle (B6), 24th November 2019

Sunday was a lazy day rounded off with baked fish and a bottle of Prune & Parsnip Wine. I'm not certain that this is the best of wines to go with fish, on account of its relative sweetness, but it is what Claire chose when I put the available options to her. We needed a lazy Sunday - Saturday had been extremely busy, taken up almost entirely by our WYSO concert. From letting the piano-tuner into the church at 9:15 a.m. to having put all pews and altars back in their proper place by 9:45 p.m. and fitting in a rehearsal and concert in between, there was little time for rest.

The entrance to the church in which we played