Both my oldies used to brew their own, my Dad was larger, looked and tasted like crap but what a kick :drool5:
Mother on the other hand went into the more 'exotic' carrot whiskey, potato something or another ... you get the point
Now here's a story, pray to all your gods that she never reads this coz she'll kill me lol.
She had made one of her concoction brandy's and decided to pickle, or whatever the term is, some strawberries in the brandy, filled a large jar with some strawbs, topped up with home made brandy and left in the larder, ( they lived in a farmhouse ) anywho, some months later, Mother was going through her jars and found the jar of stawbs, now devoid of liquid, aw shame she said, the brandy has evaporated,
you know what's coming, over the course of the day, going about her housework she was tucking into the fruit. Well, Father came home from work about 17.30 to find Mother out for the count on the kitchen floor, worse for wear :smilewinkgrin: When she sobered up next day, he had to explain what had happened..... and why, evaporating alcohol :lol: :lol: :lol:
Sorry to waffle, but it was funny, and true stories like this are one in a million, unless you know better