
There have been hints sprinkled throughout the year. More posts from a certain small-ish island with no snakes. An island that I will be moving to along with my Irish wife come January.
It is a move long discussed that picked up momentum in the last two years due to the current management in what is left of the White House but that is just one of a myriad of reasons that I am trading near constant sun for near constant actual weather.
My day job, though shaky at times has been steady but not particularly fulfilling. We have had a long and happy life here in Glendale but life seems to be stagnating a bit. As I have put it to people, I feel that I have crossed over from routine into rut. Patterns are becoming embedded and it is past time for a new adventure.
I have been asked why not continue the blog but with news from Irish craft brewing. But I have to admit that part of the rut is also doing this blog which but for a brief respite has been two posts a day for going on almost twenty years. That is a nice, long run.
And maybe, I will get back into craft beer in some way past just as a customer at one of the many fine pubs around the counties and towns of Ireland though I am looking forward more to being one of the regulars at a cozy pub in Limerick or Galway or wherever we end up. Reading this PIECE in Pellicle made me pause for a second but it is time to discover everything around me like the magpie hunting for shiny objects that I am.
Take care of the craft beer here in America. I will still be rooting for everyone, just from a distance.















