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If you STILL haven't read Hops and Glory (what is wrong with you?) and you don't want to know what happens, look away now.

If you have read it, you'll remember that Barry the Barrel exploded in Tenerife, and I found myself in Brazil with a serious problem - how to get a replacement, pressurised keg into Brazil so I could board my container ship with it. In the end I had to ask friends for a volunteer to smuggle it in in their personal luggage.

The man who stepped forward was Jeff Pickthall. Risking time in a Brazilian jail (perhaps) he brought me the keg and enjoyed a few days in Brazil, after a nailbiting race against time to get to me before I had to board my ship.

Some people have asked if I was perhaps laying on the drama a bit thick, exaggerating just how tight it was to make the story better. Ask Jeff, and he'll tell you that, if anything, I downplayed it.

Except now you don't have to ask Jeff because finally, a mere three and a half years after that fateful day, he's written his own account of his cameo in Hops and Glory.

It's an epic. And it's right here: