A beer festival where?

You may well ask.

In a church. 

To support the parish

And I forgot to take any pictures. 

(so here's some beer my lovely husband drank earlier this year)

(and some wine)

We have friends who organise this on behalf of the church and so far have never been able to attend. This year we were determined to go.

Only one snag. No drinking and driving. Which was a bit of a problem as we live about an hour and a half drive away.

I nobly said I'd forgo my glass of wine—I knew there was no gluten free beer this year—but I wasn't driving home late at night, in the dark. (Tiredness not being a wuss).  

So we got self catering accommodation and stayed over. Definitely a good thing to do.

I drank wine, the lovely husband got to chose from an excellent selection of beer, and we had a chance to catch up with friends.

All in a church. 

What a great idea.

( just becasue)

And on that note, having spent a lovely three days away, I'm off back to Regency times to see how my hero and heroine are going to spend Christmas.

I do hope they let me in on the secret.

Happy reading,

love Raven xxx