The Back Door of Carlsberg

Ever wonder what really goes into your brew? This could be the answer. To be fair there are many, many doors in the few acres that the Carlsberg grounds occupy and could possibly make a series but this one caught my eye this evening.


The teeth thing is going well although extremely odd and in places a bit uncomfortable but I'm going back to work on Monday and should be at full capacity if not with full compliance. The latest problem is biting my lower lip which has no feeling still, so by the time I notice, a chunk of lip meat and a river of blood are flowing down my throat. But good progress none the less.

Happy Friday The Thirteenth to you.