For the everyday layman a brewery is a mystical thing, one of great beauty even. We look and we wonder at the brilliance of such things; the shiny steel and copper, the wondrous odours, the free tasting and the sheer scale. Next we reminisce, considering our youthful days of alcoholic experimentation. The months that the shower was forsaken as the bath was full of home brewed beer. At the beginning a noble sacrifice, in the end a regrettable decision.
But what happens when the bath expands? When great vats appear, tea towels are replaced with filtering machines and old Strongbow bottles are transformed into huge bottling plants.