Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles, sometime in the middle of the night the wee buggers arrived, UNDREDS of em. Think there must have been a mini mount Vesuvius style eruption in me air lock bubble thingy, liquid had been ejaculated all over the lid of the plastic bin (or fermentation vessel if you want to get techy) when I went into kitchen this morning.
Here’s some pics, if there’s such a thing as home brew porn this is surely it.
Make’s me want to run out and become a West Ham supporter just so I can sing ‘I’m forever blowing bubbles’. Happy Days.