Tonight it was a half of scrumpy that the vendor may have called The Pledge, if I heard them correctly; and to the untutored palate it might resemble a cloudy, if pleasingly piquant, apple juice...
Today: bought two crates of beer from Fine Tuned, put one bottle in every room in the house.
Tomorrow: pub crawl.
'Beer is for all day, not just for breakfast'.
The only reason I heard was because one of the nurses took the results of a cardiac test I did yesterday to the anaesthetist (I had to paste that word!) and he told her it had been cancelled. It would have been much, much worse if I had gone through all the prep and got turned away at 07:00am. I was told in advance it might get cancelled if there were no beds.
Three interesting bottles last night: another one from Art Brew: described as a Ginger & Chilli IPA 6%, there wasn't much of an IPA about it, and it wasn't in very good coindition. Better was the Deep Inside Porter 6% by La Pirata brewery in Barcelona. Some complex flavours, with chocolate to the fore, and in very good condition. Finally, my first bottle of Black Sheep Imperial Russian 8.5%, which didn't taste as strong as the label says, but I'm not arguing. Comparatively easy drinking for its type, and perhaps not as tasty as I'd been hoping, but maybe my taste buds had taken a bit of a hammering.
Come On You Hatters!
Four cans of punk IPA, four cans of Elvis Juice, and eight cans of Vocation Life and Death in for tomorrow. £18 for the lot gathered in Eston Cleveland Tesco yesterday morning.