WARNING! Not for the fainthearted! First ensure you are wearing necessary protecting Kevlar drinking armour because someone has detonated a sour cream landmine. Solvents, molten bicycles and fragments of sheep are scattered everywhere. Old steam puffers fitted with Warp technology have melted on the shoreline. An inverted wormhole is spilling out liquified farmyards from an alternative dimension. Some dilution reveals hospitals sculpted from industrial space wax. It is now raining embalming fluid. Olive oil made from heather flowers. Put it in your mouth... your tongue is tied in complex fishing knots by reanimated mint leaves. Some kind of prehistoric yeast has come to life to make bread from cast iron and Triffid flowers. In the corner, some old-style peat tries to hide behind giant sunglasses made of onyx. Silage liqueur, barbecued surrealism and dissolving reality! There is no way back for you now... Always read the label.