About Us
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A Little Bit Of History Buntingford Brewery was formed way back
in July 2001, in a small industrial unit in the small North Hertfordshire
market town of Buntingford. A wise choice of location given the brewery
name, but not so wise for the production of beer as it turned out. So, skipping a
year of gloom as murky as some of the early output, production moved for a
while to Leicestershire (2003-2005), whilst better
premises/skills/equipment etc were sourced, learnt and scrounged (albeit
it not necessarily in that order...)
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Who Are The People Who Are, err, The People? |
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| Catherine | The head honcho, numero uno. And Draypersonage. Catherine is from Lancashire, and is therefore instantly recognisable with her soot-stained flat cap, pet pigeon and whippet. Her main interests are crochet, welding, all-in tag team scrabble, & tape measure collecting. An injury in her early teens prevented Catherine from following her chosen career in the sport of extreme crochet, and has therefore focused herself on the target of being the first woman to be taken seriously in the world of Bonsai Sheep Tuning. |
| Dave | Dave joined us in May 2008, ostensibly as a salesman, but has since proved to be a good all-rounder, and now represents us on the international committee of the Association of Brewery Reps Working For Breweries Based On Farms Near Therfield Heath (or HELP for short). His interests include his collection of beards, and reading the collected works of the Dalek Poets of Skaro. |
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Steve |
Steve is our Brewer, except on every third Tuesday when he is appointed Head Brewer for the day (but only if he is good). His goal in life is to find the stone he is told he crawled out from underneath of. It is a little known fact that Steve is a world-renowned expert on the ability of Woodpeckers to create jigsaws, and the methods used by Sparrows to haul freight over long distances. |
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| Andrew |
One of the founding fathers of Buntingford Brewery, Andrew is something of
a legend the world of rain fettling, and can apparently avoid getting wet
in a storm with nothing more than an umbrella and a wetsuit. He has
a day job, as his children are still too young to go out to work -
especially since the Bishops Stortford collieries closed down way back in
2008. |
| Occasional Alan | Hailing all the way from somewhere called Norfolk, Alan crosses international, regional and genetic boundaries to come and help us out one day a week. He used to have his own brewery, until he realised it would be cheaper and less stressful to be a slave in someone else's. So, now, when he is not working for Napoleon as a guillotine operator, he comes round here to fill his wellingtons full of water. He is very handy, as his brewing past gas adapted him well to hard work, moist legs and negative pay. His other hobbies include dealing with gravity-defying bar tops and the collecting of 17th century poems about Fakenham Gas Works. |
