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It’s now full on autumn here. “True” Thanksgiving last weekend* was great, thanks for asking. Had a gravy juice.** We’ve already taken drives to have a look at the multi-coloured leaves in the forests. And the walks down to the shore now need a bit of tweed instead of the linen shorts of a few weeks ago. Chilly. But it’s all going to be OK. Winter is coming. That’s all. by the way, I might be a bit short this week. Been busy, working on a PowerPoint presentation for a community group on the history of brewing and drinking in my fair city from the 1780s to 1860s. There are 55 minutes to fill, 37 slides to show… and (so far) four signed up attendees. Should be very exciting. Me. A former elementary school classroom. And that uncomfortable echo. At the far more elevated all-pro level of a similar thing, Knut paid a visit to the museum in Oslo to speak with Ingebjørg Kopperud Eidhammer, Senior Curator on her dissertation There Is Great Care Behind a Glass of Beer: The Role of Knowledge in…

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