Andy was filling the mash tun with strike liquor (posh brewing term for hot water), when he suddenly realised his feet felt hot and damp. I’d left the mash tun tap open, so the water (sorry, liquor) was running out. It had soaked the sleeping bag the mash tun was in (insulation), run across the work top, through four kitchen drawers and across the floor. Bugger. At least it was only water and not sticky wort.
So we’ve now managed to get the mash on OK, but the sleeping bag is soaked. We’ve had to improvise a little insulation for the mash tun so it doesn’t cool down too much during the hour long mash. Hope it’s enough!
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