Tonight I was simply kicking back and doing very little. Pretty much like every night really and not good for my work rate. There is work to mark, there is always work to mark, and there is a novel to be written but no, instead, I am going to sit and sup some beer that I shall review. That's just how I roll.
Tonight's attempt at edification will spring from the wonderfully traditional looking and, actually, pretty cheap
Worthington's Red Shield that I have found in the local place that actually stocks decent real ales in bottles. I know. Who knew?
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