A few thoughts of Old England
Last weekend was quietly celebratory, because it covered my birthday and that of my daughter, who, along with her brother, spent a couple of days with us. I will not tell you my age, because you may remark that I am well past my Sell By date. My daughter will not, either, because she is female. This said, we all had a good time.
Apart from one meal “out”, we ate at home. The meal out was Sunday lunch and we took it at a Restaurant/Pub in a lovely waterside setting, which also is home to a famous concert hall. In 1968, this lovely timber-framed 800-seater hall was converted from an old industrial building in which cereal grain (barley, wheat, maize, rice) was processed into malt by soaking it in water, allowing it to sprout and then drying it to stop further growth. The malt was and is used in brewing beer, whisky and in the making of certain foods.