We got a fair bit, we have some fecked up micro climate where I live.
It's like the clouds realise they've crossed Kent into London and think 'shit! Dump everything and run lads! We can't afford to touch the ground if we go any further! '
Funny if you did brew your own and it was bottled too early, wonder if the force of the corks popping would make a helicopter team think they were being fired upon!
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