I’ll raise a disgustingly expensive frothing jar of rats piss to you all tomorrow evening.
The Slowlane private yacht is moored in Reykjavik harbour and we have managed to find two fabulous Tuna friendly Dolphin steaks to celebrate missing your get together.
I have instructed Chambers to deliver a dozen bottles of Brewdog Vigin’s Sweat to ant’s hostelry to help you though the evening.
Have fun. 
LOL.
Like you can expect that from me even when sober.
I’m @NotBletch not Peter fucking Ustinov.
Think racunteur not raconteur
Cunts.
Did you miss the last train?
What’s a train? 
Arrived on the platform at 00:03, last train to Eastleigh arrived at 00:04 and, with the style, poise and good looks I’d displayed all evening, I walked straight on…
…whereupon I promptly fell asleep and snored and farted my way to Eastleigh.
A cracking evening with cracking beer spoiled only by the cunts I had to talk to. 
All the beers were selected by @ant - who is 100% to blame for my “slow start” to Sunday.
A Pompey brewery that I’ll be visiting later this month. A really lovely session pint with lots of sweet fruits. Slight salty hint from the carbonation, and whilst it was a little thin, it made for a good thirst-quencher.
Not in my sweet spot at all but this was a revelation. It’s exactly as it’s described a crisp and light lager with flowery hops once it’s gone down. Bloody lovely.
Wow. ANOTHER Verdant beer that just screams quality. Thick and bubbly and then loads of fruit and flowers that start with the bubbles and stay after they’re gone. Usually get my Verdant beers in cans so was great to have this from the tap. Fresh as.
[MISSING PICTURE]
I like a Wheat Beer every now and then and this was a great example. The previously consumed alcohol together with my lack of experience with Wheat Beers means I haven’t got a great deal of mental notes on this other than “great”.
The main reason for being there. This beer is on a different planet. 1/3 of a pint cost me (actually might have cost Goat) north of £6 but it was worth it - especially if I didn’t pay for it. I say 1/3 pint but after I’d passed it around our table for ‘tastes’, I probably had a thimble left, but it was a magical thimble. Thick and bubbly, DEEP fruit and hid nearly all of its 10% alcohol from view until it was gone and then bam! A real explosion of things happening on the tongue. Wonderful. Except that Goat’s mate who had had a ‘taste’ told us she had herpes!
Ended the evening on this. A gorgeous sweet, chocolatey stout (which @BTripz would have loved) with a hint of chilli heat. Bugger me it was great. Every swig got your attention.
Thanks @ant for your choices and welcoming us and for curating such a great cellar!
It was an absolute pleasure.
I love it when people come in and fully embrace and appreciate the spirit of the place. Made my night.
Sometimes it can become a bit of a case of slinging pints. Yesterday was anything but. 
We were in Derbyshire this last week and spent an enjoyable afternoon in Thornbridge brewery tap room doing just that. I love the whole “third pints on paddles” thing in a tap room. Great way to broaden your tastes.
Not my best move to cycle home through Riverside Park as it was fucking dark. However, I didn’t fall off and I was really, really brave.
How fucking much?
London Waterloo brewdog - two pints of pale ale - £14.40
Why was I in Brewdog - taking refuge from what I discovered on the Waterloo concourse
Pride weekend was if full swing
Right, the Friday call with Halo is in the bank for another week and all I’ve drunk is a couple of nice but workday beers (Hop, Skip and Juice Pale by Vocation and Lost Cosmonauts a DDH IPA by North Brewing) but the weekend is looking more interesting:
Beak Brewery is one of my favourites and this Mystery Box arrived today:
Regular readers will notice the Caves Imperial Stout that got an honourable mention above.
BBQ with family and complete lush of a Brother-in-Law tomorrow so expect some ‘reviews’.
OK, here’s a Friday quiz.
What links the following numbers with the following image?
4.7, 6.5, 7, 7.4, 8, 8.5, 10 and 10
and
Cunts.
Alcohol content.
Nobody reckons you’ll get past 6.5 without an amusing story about you getting in a pickle….
We have a winner!
Who in their right mind decides to put two Triple IPAs at 10% in the post to @NotBletch - with other shit north of 7%?
Depending on how it goes, this post could be used as evidence in an upcoming trial.
10% beer, ffs. For me, a few of those is a one way ticket to Cuntsville, a likely divorce and a night in the cells.
