Now I'm the first to admit I don't cook to a recipe, I may read it once then it's a bit here, a bit there and a little on the way for the chef. What I've read on home brewing and as a wine drinker my observations are that you need to be rat chemist and mad scientist measuring everything in each portions. Not me, just pour it in until is seem right. Its not an exact science - that's my motto. So making my own ginger beer for the first time followed that process, then after 4 days the bloody sugar ants got into it, bugger, oh well how much difference could 100 or so ants make? It looked alright, just a lot of black spots that could be drained out at the end anyway. Here is the result, pretty refreshing but a little explosive.

Are you having a shitty day? Well I have plenty of them,   all by myself on my farm and here is just one of my shitty days on video for you.

Moley is my mate, big, calm and intelligent. (video below)  Although he has blackened one of my eyes and loosened a few of my teeth with his head swinging into my face accidentally he is still my big boy. I've sat babies ion his back for photos and everyone who comes gets to pat and feed him. Anyone who thinks animals can't sense people and their moods are wrong.  A couple of time early on when I hadn't fixed all the fences Moley would get out into the neighbours place with his old bush cows. I'd walk over there to get I'm back and he knew he was in trouble and he would run off into the bush. H sensed my anger. For the last few year the big boy has been enjoying life with his girls. I had a lady out recently from the council to inspect the property for weeds which is a great service. She wanted to take a few photos to possibly put me in a brochure they were having done. Se was quite nervous to do into the paddock with a bull of his size and she was had the jitte...