Last night I popped into the pub for a couple of beers after work en route to my wife’s work leaving drinks. The pub was pretty quiet and Peter the Bike wasn’t around to talk shit with so I plonked myself down and read the paper. I retired “The Sun” after the cursory glances at Page 3 and Dear Deidre and picked up a copy of ‘Beers of the World’. I hadn’t seen this publication around before and gave it a flick through (I never read anything properly anymore – a habit formed after years of dealing with scientific literature) and found it a bit bizarre. The editorial is a mix. There are a few leftist CAMRA type articles by Protzy and his ilk, but there are also some nice historical articles – including one on nitro-keg and the birth of proper real keg (which happened to disregard 50 years of history and start in 1994). One thing that stuck out was the number of female contributors. Melissa Cole has a piece in there and the magazine is edited by Sally Toms (who I have been told is ‘fit’). The magazines credibility went further downhill after I parsed the altbier article where of the 7 beers they recommend, only two were German. WTF??
Anyhow after a couple of pints of Altons Pride I headed west to The Bridge House (W2) to meet up with the Missus and her associates. Most of these types were pretty pissed when I got there and had moved onto lemonades. I defied their softness and went for a pint of Landlord which hadn’t been cellared properly and was over carbonated. This didn’t last long in the sultry weather and was quickly followed by a pint of Kuppers Kolsch. For dinner we moved along to Westbourne Grove to the Dim Sum heaven that is Ping Pong. I chose to wash down my soggy steamed parcels of who knows what with a few bottles of Tiger, which I happen to like.
This morning I am actually feeling pretty good considering the massive amount of piss I drank last night. Today is my last day of employment with my current shop, hence I am taking the piss and blogging when I ‘should’ be working. In reality today will be spent preparing myself my own work leaving drinks which kick off sometime after five. Bring it on…..