After forty-odd years of saying to myself, "I must buy a machine to make sparkling water," I finally did.

There were several barriers against getting it earlier. They included my steadfast refusal to buy from a certain area of the world.

The machine that made *this* sparkling stuff came from here in Canada so I was happy enough. And it does its job well.

My original reason for having it, a hugely productive red currant bush outside our door, is no longer in my life. We moved from that house and I did not think to dig up the currant and take it with me! I have missed the bush for twenty-five years. (And the new owners seem to have got rid of it in the meantime. Sigh.)

But I have other uses than my old berryocky. Even a bit of sparkling clementine-flavoured water is nice. And it looks good.