Blood sweat and tears

Yep, blood sweat and tears have gone into this damson gin.

Tears - mine, whilst sterilising the jars a jar exploded, showering me with boiling water. I cried a bit not too much though, until...

Blood - mine, .. I moved to get a towel to dry myself off only to tread on a piece of glass which prompted more tears.

Sweat, the boys, it's his job to shake the jars twice a day now for at least a fortnight, I've washed my hands of it!

If only I could, more damson gin making to follow, this still isn't enough for sixty favours!