>> I like London Pride but another old friend, a Londoner, always called Fuller, Smith &
>> Turner 'Full o' s*** & Turnips'. Chacun a son gout, as we say.
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In 1977 I left my home village near Newark, Nottinghamshire ( a beer desert with not a decent pint of real ale for miles around) to join the Army. all the local pubs back home were either Courage or John Smiths, so imagine my dismay when I alighted from the train at Wokingham, to be faced by the Molly Millar pub with a big "Courage" sign outside; oh hell, it's no better down here, but dammit I'm having a pint before I go to the barracks anyway.
Walked in to be greeted by a bank of pump clips advertising AK, Courage Best and Directors; hmm, this looks promising! Soon realised that there was a world of difference between this stuff and the carp they served back home. Subsequent ventures to the local hostelries, after the army had done its best to try and teach me the art of soldiering, introduced me to Fullers, Brakspears and various other delights. I remain a Fullers devotee to this day, especially ESB on draught.
Fast forward a few years, to the late 1980's when pubs were first allowed to sell guest beers. I was back in a small town in Nottinghamshire, and the local yokels, used to John Smith's gnats pee keg rubbish, were struggling to come to terms with the Courage Directors in the bar which was causing them serious mobility problems after only a couple of pints. I was on my fourth or fifth and seemingly unaffected.
"How the hell do you manage to drink that stuff man? It's lethal!"
"You learn to drink properly in the Army mate".
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