Time for a quick update on the 27 remaining challenges.
Make your own dress – as I don’t own a sewing machine and can’t even stitch a button I’m putting myself in the hands of the experts at Manchester’s Junk Shop. They run beginners dressmaking courses in the Northern Quarter, I’m booked in for a weekend in September.
Stand up on a surf board – dates are in the diary for a trip to Abersoch with Richard and co in October.
“The foolish and wicked practice of profane cursing and swearing is a vice so mean and low that every person of sense and character detests and despises it.” — George Washington
I can’t believe it’s been over 100 days since I began these challenges. And I’ve only completed two. I am so far behind.
Today, however, that doesn’t matter because here’s another one to knock off the list – I have successfully given up swearing for 100 days! By which I mean, I have drastically cut down on the amount of swearing I usually do for 100 days! Fuck yeah!
I am the beer-making queen. All bow down before me. Not only have I completed my second challenge (and thanks, Cat, it was a great one) but I’ve managed to perform some kind of alchemy, creating a dark red, extremely fizzy beer from a pale ale kit. Magic.
Here are my top tips on how to brew the perfect beer*: