The ratchet was ratchet

Wayne popped over to check out how Bob's merlot was going.  Tonight it was going through the press, after being stomped a couple of times.  Took a while between the two of them to work out the ratcheting mechanism, but all came good in the end.  

Jen arrived for dinner where Bob had been cooking some of Bruce's pork sausages in the marc - which is basically the grape juice with the skins and some twigs still in it.  

Different!