The first wine that I wanted to make was Pea Pod. This wine had a starring role in an episode of The Good Life. As our peas had barely produced a flower let alone a pod, I searched the vegetable section of Tesco and found fresh peas in the pod. I hadn’t realised how light pea pods are. As I podded steadily, Danny made a mercy dash to buy yet more packs to get the right weight of pods for the must.The next few weeks driving the car became quite hazardous as it was hard not to keep an eye on the hedgerows for damsons and plums. Kind clients let us loose in their gardens and orchards for mad picking sessions. We spent hours on ladders, picking blackberries and elderberries in our garden. We even bought a walking stick so as to grab branches that were out of reach. The house was filled with buckets and the airing cupboard in our bedroom was cleared out to accommodate rows of demijohns. We’d wake to the glug glug glug of the water in the airlocks and a strong smell of alcohol wafted around our bed.
Finally, we had managed to fill eleven demijohns. The frenzy died down. The only task to do was to rack the wine every month or so and wait for the fermentation process to stop. We’re still waiting and it’s a year since that trip to Somerton.
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