gadd

Gadd

He took us with him to his stock.
It was 15 min walking.

It was worth it.
We could take a look at his wooden kegs.
We could even drink something from it.

Oh, heaven is here, we realized.

Heaven should be photographed.

But I left my T’s at the brewery itself. No photograph without a T.

Wait, I remembered suddenly, I am wearing a longsleeves that’s not been registered yet.

I explained Menno, the brewer.

Do you know the sign on this T-shirt, I asked him.

Yep, it’s Gadd’s, he replied. A good friend of mine.



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