Driving home yesterday evening, passing through built up areas, I was surprised to see folks sat outside, in the cold and almost dark, roadside, drinking outside pubs and bars.
You gotta be kidding me. I love beer. Preferably quite a few social pints with friends, but no way am I sitting next to a busy road freezing my nuts off drinking cold beer.
I guess I’m not the hardened drinker I thought I was, although 12 of us are attending a friends leaving party mid afternoon Friday in a pleasant local beer garden. He and his extended family of three generations are relocating to the dark side. The Vale of York.
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