It's the last day in the saddle and the destination is Switzerland's capital, Bern.
Posts about "beer"
I'm not one for political posts normally, but sometimes you just have to ask what the hell our politicians are playing at? I'm talking about you, Alistair "Pub Killer" Darling and your insane 4p rise in excise duty on beer. That is, ladies and gentlemen, a rise of 13% in tax. At a time when the cost of a pint is increasing anyway due to higher prices in materials.
Is a hundred years after it was first mooted, enough time to wait for us to finally go totally metric?
Last night after work we had one of those rare moments - and end of year review, followed, of course, by some celebratory drinks.
Another day, another year, another trip to the Great British Beer Festival - the UK's biggest pub!
Only a complete simpleton would put the stuff they're trying to steel right in front of the cashier in the first place.
Nine times out of ten, the pubs that are currently causing the problems have late licenses already. Stopping the licensing reforms won't cause a single change to the hassles that the police have to contend with because the problem is there now and won't change.
It's taken me five years but I've finally done it - this year I finally made it to the Great British Beer Festival. Cue lots of talk of ale, pie, buses and of course, Rich Tea biscuits. (You'll have to read it to find out...)
Friday was a rare day off for Catherine and myself, so we decided to take ourselves off to the seaside to soak up some sun, and with Brighton being an hour a way, it was there we took ourselves.
The whole world and his aunt has probably seen Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy by now, but I finally saw it yesterday.