Or not…..
Due to the farce that is online booking, we are not in a car zooming to the lakes but in Kro enjoying a beer.
Tomorrow we drive! (Probably.)
Due to the farce that is online booking, we are not in a car zooming to the lakes but in Kro enjoying a beer.
Tomorrow we drive! (Probably.)
Portuguese police would rather have football fans smoke dope and be mellow than drink beer and kick off.
This is proving to be what Bank Holidays are all about. So far- a potter around town on my bike, a drive in the country, the highest village in the British Isles, fine beer, live music and a strange new (to me) sport.
Tomorrow- Rolls Royces and Banger racing!
Some traditions should be encouraged. Four ageing miscreants used a helicopter to kidnap a maypole from the top of Germany’s highest alp and are demanding train tickets, sandwiches and ‘an undisclosed amount of beer’ for its return.
If you weren’t there, the following probably won’t make sense-
As UMIST merges with Manchester University, so do the students Unions. Ladies and gentlemen, lower your heads and pray silence for the memory of UMIST Students Association (nee Union). No flowers please, but you can make a donation to the beer fund.
I was Welfare Officer (93-94 HAck), Tim was Education(?) (9?-9?, I can’t presume to know his hack status), Daz worked for Grip and was on Council (again,no presumption on hack status), most of us were involved with Rag and/or Events. And that’s before we spread the net to include FoS.
Oh yes, and congratulations to Ian B
Coors, brewers of Carling and Grolsch, have been told off after claiming their beers were healthy and an “excellent source of vitamins”.
Carling Premium draughtflow is good for you, in a way. It’s so vile you can never drink more than one can, thus lowering your alcohol intake drastically.
Ballard’s Brewery is to release a beer called Weapon of Mass Destruction. At 9.4 percent it beats out even Moonraker.
(Note to Beer Fest beer monster- get some of this.)
Another year, another Beer Fest. There are a few traditions for Fests-
Stupid Girl by Garbage must be played at least once. If I don’t have to pay for it that’s just a bonus.
There are a few people I only meet at these annual events. I really should be more sociable.
The outgoing Beer Monster must strip at the staff party.
I always say I’m going to give up the booze for a month afterwards. Not because of the pain of hangover, just to detox before Christmas.
I’ve promised to test ride the revised Bogle Roll route, so I’ll have to find out what it is before the days get too short and wet. Someone’s looking into sorting out a Rag PayPal account so I can have a “Sponsor Me” button on the website and the money will go straight to them (but recorded as coming from me so I can get the kudos.)
Oh yes, anyone who’s in the pictures whose name I have forgotten, please introduce yourselves in the Comments under the image. And accept my apologies for being so crap with names.
Well, I certainly didn’t plan to stay out this late. But I do have pictures-
Yes. It’s almost that time of year again. More embarassing red faced (from the booze) pictures of the webmaster, who will no doubt mention sheep too often and fail to pull that cute blonde/brunette/redhead* he has his eye on.
And, with luck, Oldhacks will have a different picture for its caption competition.
(*Delete as applicable, but probably brunette based upon previous experience.)
Penny forwarded on this message about the perils of beer.
Beer is cheapest in the Northwest, with real ale as cheap as a quid 75.
Despite this, the cheapest pub I’ve been in the last few years was down in Croydon. The first round was a pint of Guinness, guest ale and one of those Smirnoff Ice thinigies. When my change from a tenner included a five pound note I stared dumbly at the cash and tried to work out which drink they hadn’t charged me for.
We spent the rest of the afternoon, and a bit of the evening, in that pub.
But Kwak is bad,
but Kwak is good.
It’s very, very hard to find information on line about this damn fine beer, probably because of the effect excessive consumption has on the brain cells. I remember, sort of, many fine nights involving its consumption.
Oh, okay, I don’t really remember, but I have filled in the blanks with witty repartee and tales of gallantry.
Honest.
Available from Bar Fringe. (Do I get my free bottle now?)
I found this picture a few days ago, taken from Beerfest 2000. Personally, I think he looks kind of sheepish.
Well, my vow to give up alcohol after my birthday lasted all the way until yesterday. Oh well. Maybe I’ll give up if the price rises as much as forecast.
Boddingtons have recalled a batch of their draughtflow cans after cleaning fluid got into the batch of beer. A spokesman said there were no health risks, but the beer might taste a little strange and unpleasant.
Do I need to tell you the punch line to this one? No, I didn’t think so.
Elephants drunk on rice beer went on a rampage in Northeast India, killing six.
UMIST Rag Beerfest Guess where I’ll be next week.