Mr impatient
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I only use fresh fruit, I get about 4 demijohns of apple wine and two of rosehip. I do have a small but compact fruit garden and since starting to make wine all of a sudden everyone likes fruit, we got the children potty trained with raspberries, "use the potty and you can have another raspberry", and we planted a friut hedge between us and the neighbour.
Over the past 10 years the children no longer need anything to go to the loo, so we have eaten loads of fruit pies and fruity salads but I have been told off as pastry is fattening, I look at a pork pie and I have put on 50lb already, but all this said untill the year before last no one wanted the fruit, untill I did for wine.
Now I have to almost fight for it, we have an apple tree with red flesh right through the apple, they are wonderful eaters and I know they would make some nice looking rose wine, but I have been told I can't have them because they are for the fruit bowl. Raspberries and loganberries are in stealth mode this year, I have sucreeted a bag in the bottom of the freezer under the ice and hidden away into which goes all the friut I can pick in one day, not much, about 1/4 of a punnet but over the next few weeks I recon I should have about 3 kilo which will make one gallon of wine at least. I made one a year or two ago but drank it all within a week so my missus is on a hide the fruuit from the acoholic in waiting kick at the moment.
I say "Wine is for making and drinking" she says "Noah said that and look at the trouble he got into" so I come back with "Jesus turned 35 gallons of water into wine" she just says "It a good job you weren't there then", hence the thread title, sad. Not because I wasn't there when 35 gallons of water became wine, but because I have to hide my fruit away.
There is one good thing though, this year a fella from out housing estate's dad died (I know that sounds horrid, bear with me) a few years ago and when he was cleaning out the garage he found lots of demijohns of wine dating back to 1998 and I have one of 'red rhubarb' from 2005, I already bottled a sloe wine from 1999 and its like cream sherry, lol the hydromiter sank to the top of the paper so I couldn't read it, but the tase nearly knocks yer block off, lovely stuff.
Over the past 10 years the children no longer need anything to go to the loo, so we have eaten loads of fruit pies and fruity salads but I have been told off as pastry is fattening, I look at a pork pie and I have put on 50lb already, but all this said untill the year before last no one wanted the fruit, untill I did for wine.
Now I have to almost fight for it, we have an apple tree with red flesh right through the apple, they are wonderful eaters and I know they would make some nice looking rose wine, but I have been told I can't have them because they are for the fruit bowl. Raspberries and loganberries are in stealth mode this year, I have sucreeted a bag in the bottom of the freezer under the ice and hidden away into which goes all the friut I can pick in one day, not much, about 1/4 of a punnet but over the next few weeks I recon I should have about 3 kilo which will make one gallon of wine at least. I made one a year or two ago but drank it all within a week so my missus is on a hide the fruuit from the acoholic in waiting kick at the moment.
I say "Wine is for making and drinking" she says "Noah said that and look at the trouble he got into" so I come back with "Jesus turned 35 gallons of water into wine" she just says "It a good job you weren't there then", hence the thread title, sad. Not because I wasn't there when 35 gallons of water became wine, but because I have to hide my fruit away.
There is one good thing though, this year a fella from out housing estate's dad died (I know that sounds horrid, bear with me) a few years ago and when he was cleaning out the garage he found lots of demijohns of wine dating back to 1998 and I have one of 'red rhubarb' from 2005, I already bottled a sloe wine from 1999 and its like cream sherry, lol the hydromiter sank to the top of the paper so I couldn't read it, but the tase nearly knocks yer block off, lovely stuff.
and as far as keeping traditions alive, Ill go the other way and start the beggars so this one sounds good, tradition states that;
