When I was underage I'd make up a batch with grape juice concentrate and bread yeast. Fuck I was a super autist. If I had older friends they could have just bought me some.
Go to Google street view and there's a Troon cemetery, Troon school and Troon funeral parlor amongst others.
Hell, Troon cemetery even has google reviews that haven't been removed yet and they're all gold.
Still more sophisticated than what I did. I'd just mix sugar and bread yeast into water and make kilju that way. Even did it once or twice as an adult when I was waiting on a new ID card.
This is what I find funniest about the town of Troon though. If you zoom out, you will see this:
