Scottie’s Soapbox 4: Live Free or Soap Hard

The Persistence of Memory                 Let me fly you, oh dearest reader, on wings of memory to the heady era of the early nineties. There was a time, oh my loves, and you may not believe it so, but please believe me that there was a time that sweet chilli sauce was bold, and new,Continue reading “Scottie’s Soapbox 4: Live Free or Soap Hard”

Scottie’s Soapbox 3: Soap Hard with a Vengeance

5 Treasures Beer or The 5 Great Delights of Beer:                 My good friend, Frankie Framing-Device asked me the other day why I like beer. What is it actually about beer that I enjoy? The obvious answer might be the taste, but I remember a young boy sitting with his mate chatting about beer andContinue reading “Scottie’s Soapbox 3: Soap Hard with a Vengeance”

Scottie’s Soapbox 2: Even Soapier

            They say that the sense most strongly associated with memory is smell. And I have experienced this – standing on the escalator at Parliament Station with the scent of burning train brake-pads in my nostrils, I had my consciousness slammed twenty years back into the previously murky recesses of my 6 year old self,Continue reading “Scottie’s Soapbox 2: Even Soapier”

So Long, and Thanks for All The Piss

Milk Bar Series – Tropicana Imperial Cream Sour Deeds Brewing Here’s what the Encyclopedia Galactica has to say about beer: it says that beer is a simple fizzy drink made from malt, hops, water and yeast and also notes its intoxicating effects on certain carbon based life forms,                 The Deeds’ Guide to Brewing alsoContinue reading “So Long, and Thanks for All The Piss”

No Gods, No Masters, Only Garlic Prawns

450g prawns 1 bulb garlic 3-5 spring onions 3 birds eye chillies 1 to 1-1/2 tsp corn starch 1 bunch (3 heads) bok choy 1 bunch broccolini 1-2 cups water (approx – will depend on the size of your pan) 1 tbsp fresh ground white pepper 1 tbsp light soy sauce 1/2 tsp brown sugarContinue reading “No Gods, No Masters, Only Garlic Prawns”

The Can in the Hand

No Thanks, I’m Sweet Enough Fruited Coffee Sour Range Brewing The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we sat in the house All that cold, cold wet day. I sat there with Martha. We sat there, we two. And I said “I know, I’ll crack us a brew!” I hemmedContinue reading “The Can in the Hand”

The Hunt for the Dead Not-Sober

Black Oatmeal Stout 3 Ravens Captain First Rank Jack Manly stroked the stubble of his chin. It was a three-day growth, despite the fact that he had had his regulation shave that morning. The air was warm, but there was a bite of winter in it. Two layers of leather and cotton enclosed him. HeContinue reading “The Hunt for the Dead Not-Sober”