Well, what a week it’s been. Move over Eastenders. I give you... Cheese-Enders!
It all started with a bang which at the Swaledale Cheese Company is no real surprise. After a slight hiccup with a milk delivery whilst suffering the after effects of my locals Sunday club we moved onto a cheese tasting. Julie our accounts wiz was worried about the ‘fuzzy head’ she was experiencing after tasting a very creamy brie style blue. We were all worried as was she and in a very concerned voice asked, ‘What’s in blue cheese?’ I reeled off the list of ingredients, cow’s milk, salt penicillin etc all in an attempt to reassure her that there was nothing scary. It was at this point I noticed the silliest grin appearing on Julies face. Then the giggling started. After composing herself she looked me straight in the eye and said ‘I’m allergic to penicillin, but that’s better than a bottle of wine!’
If the excitement of a slightly giddy Julie wasn’t enough my brother Sam (Sam works with me too. He’s head cheese maker.) Was doing his weekly deep clean of the milk tank. Unfortunately for Sam this involves getting and giving it a good scrub. This is usually a fairly straight forward job. However Sam had miss judged the temperature of the steel tank after washing it with very hot water and proceeded to give himself a DIY sauna leaving him with the reddest face any of us had seen and in true Swaledale fashion we fell about the place in fits until he cooled down, which to our enjoyment was most of the day!
Must dash, cheeses to brush and a glass of Vino awaits. (Enter Eastenders Duff Duff’s here)
Louise
