Monday 9th August 1993

Started brewing my own ale. Fermenting begins. 30 pints of my finest, at a specific gravity of 1.050. Some would summise that im not that dedicated to sobriety by doing this, and to them id say 'no im not'.
And as if to illustrate that, I drank a few shots of Jim Beam and Coke. I prefer Jim to Jack Daniel's. I remember at the tail end of the 80's buying a bottle of Jack was akin to getting a Rolls Royce for the night. There was a group of us: Jase, Pogo, Dai, Gar, Carl, Nicky, Tommy, Stu and my good self, and if one of us had a bottle of JD then he would be the 'star' for the night. The one most sought after for the raw whisky in his coat pocket. Man that bottle sure elevated ones status. We would have Jack Daniel's and for that night at least, we were Motley Crue roaming Burry Port. Fantastic times.