Beer


The End

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

It was agreed to make the Peter MacKay award to the only nomination submitted, that of Ian Beningfield of Rag who had worked tirelessly for the organisation during his time as a UMIST student.


Beery pictures

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.


Beerfest

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.)


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.


Kwak is good

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?)