So I’m back from the exile in Spain. And you know what that means don’t you? Yeah, that’s right, I’m starting a new brew. Or at least, I’ve ordered what I need for my next brew. My mother has a small cottage outside Vingåker, and as a boy I used to run around there every summer. Hell, I still run around [...]fungrim
The lair of Lars J. Nilsson. Contains random musings on beer, writing and this thing we call life.