Beer. That majestic social lubricator. Beer. That hoppy happiness by the draft which cools the throat and warms the heart. Beer. That magical love juice which turns the girlfriend into charming doter (a sharp Chenin Blanc having the opposite effect). Beer. The cause of cosy festival cultures dedicated to the cause of slugging more of the golden good stuff. After the huge success of the first RealBeer festival, the organizers went one step further. As usual a huge selection of local and small craft brewers and food stalls to support the taste indulgence. And this time there just seemed to have more space and more flow inside. It was #Realbeer Two Point O and the Biscuit Mill filled with chalkboards and flags and flowers in teapots and whitewashed tables overflowing with frothy interactions and beaming conversations. By the evening the sunlight started streaming through strategically poked gaps in the white rafters and the pink balloons turn to glowing moons, reflecting the warm mood of the beer touched congregation in a happy hubbub. We had started on the roasted Darling Brew and worked our way left for a second draft of Napier and so continued around the rabble until losing either the will or ability for rudimentary arithmetic. The twanky guitars showered the party with thick chinking riffs and merry meanings. You can’t really hear the lyrics. Not that it matters because the music is awesome and there’s a hot girl with a tambourine. Tecla’s still busy *lick*ing everything, “This is my mom. Sorry, she’s slightly drunk.”

Follow the people in these pictures and the many more that were there: @texxonfire, @foodie_za, @rambowine, @CaptainBreadZA, @mvzphoto, @weddingconcepts, @andUnion,
@Jackblackbeer, @siwibb, @jamiewhosa, @shaunfrancbond, @bangersandnash, @natalieroos, @barnetfair, @TudorCD, @Gallarelli, @cjstweets, @redkatt, @rowaneva, @visseranton, @donkerpappa, @richlh, @CTSurfGirl, @mitchellsbrew, @CaseyWatermeyer,
oh and my new mate representing Jozi, @mikesharman, and of course @weloverealbeer! Whew. Did I miss anyone?