Followers of this blog may recall during non-FB November that one of my posts was about how horrible cancer is and how tough the battle ahead would be.
Sadly, the battle came to a sudden, unexpected end late last night for an amazing man: my uncle Pete.
Uncle Pete LOVED the finer things in life: good wine, good cheese and good beer. On the latter point he also was an avid home brewer so as the family gathered at my Aunty's to start on arrangements the topic turned to what to do without all that grog.
Needless to say, the boys promptly went outside to start on it.
People tried to get me to have a glass to toast his memory but I know my uncle would be mortified if he was the reason I failed my mission for the month.
Which is why I will not be touching a drop of alcohol until after his funeral on 3 Jan, and the first thing I'll be drinking will be the last bottle of cherry beer he brewed back in 2007 after we had discussed some tasting I had undertaken in Belgium.
And I'll make sure I enjoy every last drop.
Sadly, the battle came to a sudden, unexpected end late last night for an amazing man: my uncle Pete.
Uncle Pete LOVED the finer things in life: good wine, good cheese and good beer. On the latter point he also was an avid home brewer so as the family gathered at my Aunty's to start on arrangements the topic turned to what to do without all that grog.
Needless to say, the boys promptly went outside to start on it.
People tried to get me to have a glass to toast his memory but I know my uncle would be mortified if he was the reason I failed my mission for the month.
Which is why I will not be touching a drop of alcohol until after his funeral on 3 Jan, and the first thing I'll be drinking will be the last bottle of cherry beer he brewed back in 2007 after we had discussed some tasting I had undertaken in Belgium.
And I'll make sure I enjoy every last drop.
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