Shameless self promotion
When I first started messing about on teh internets almost a decade ago I began writing about a certain leisure pursuit, namely the drinking of beer. These articles were generally well received and it was hinted at least three times over the past 5 years or so that I should do more of them. This relentless pressure has finally broken me so here we are.
It must be said right now that while enthusiastic, I am not a very copious drinker of said product. I certainly do not drink to the extent that I carelessly invite the attentions of officers of the law by baring the toilet bits of my body or yelling incoherent instructions at them. My body is not geared up for much more than about 4 pints of the stuff, it never has been. I have tested this several times over the years so have come to the conclusion that I'll always be the loser when it comes to buying rounds. My head certainly is not capable of dealing with excess and as I slide gracefully towards 50, my ability to recover from even a modest evening out is becoming exceedingly dire. In my early 20s I even thought I had an allergy towards beer as I would find myself calling for Bert after consuming just a couple of pints, although this may have had something to do with my local at the time only selling the appalling Whitbread range of mass produced chemical junk including the dreadful Trophy and the just as awful Best (remember this?)
With this firmly in mind my drinking nowadays is confined to leisurely supping or the occasional bottle or two in the evening and I like to appreciate a drink for its taste rather than the speed with which it's going to turn me into an arse.
Anyway, you'll find it here:
Just Another One Then