Is this a video game or a beer?
If you don’t know, it’s quite common for pubs in England to be part of a pub company, or affiliated with a brewery, or owned by a brewery, or to be an independent free house. There are several other scenarios as well, but generally it’s one of those. On our recent trip to England I decided to keep track of what kinds of pubs we visited and thus this league table was born. I hope you like it!
I recently took the lady on a two week tour of England. In between 10cc gigs, fast cars, cricket matches, and Iron Maiden festivals we managed to visit a pub or two and drink a cheeky pint or three. Many of them of the excellent variety. But this blog post isn’t about any of those things. Instead, it’s about the sort of drink that drunk lads like to consume at late night bars.
Last Wednesday I went and watched England’s first World Cup match at the pub. It was an encouraging win and so I decided to spend the rest of the day making up brand new chants about English Heritage, Harry Kane, and pints of ale. After a full day of boozing in town I took the party back home to my building. I even rewatched the match highlights back at mine.
This was an old Christmas gift from my sister, finally enjoyed on my Friday night (1am, Monday morning haha) paired with Anne Mortifee’s Baptism.
For my birthday I asked for no gifts, but with the caveat that if people insisted, consumables such as alcohol and snax would be more encouraged than objects, of which I own more than enough already. My esteemed cousin Thomas duly rewarded my hereditary existence by gifting me some authentic English Clotted Cream from the Devon Cream Company and a basket of strawberries. His only wish was that I painstakingly document the feasting. Oh aye wee mon, oh aye!
Finally got around to drinking this can which had been in my fridge since I first moved into my place! It was a gift from my mortgage broker
Welcome Springtime to all and a happy birthday to me! As part of my various birthday gifts I received this wonderful homemade card from my parents.
That’s a bottle of Genuine Nox Ale from Nox in the Egg Kingdom!
Last week at snooker night I decided to open up my 2018 bottle of Tender Hope Roussanne. How would an eight year old Okanagan white fare?










