Got a taxi into town to post a parcel, now chilling in a bar called The Fat Gadgie (Gadgie is northern speak for man/bloke) with a pint of Enfield, London Porter. Yes, I bought the bar man a drink too.
It’s a nice quiet bar, no food just different casks of ales and porters each week or so from around the U.K.
In honour of another OPPO who hails from Wylam.
I think I’ll have to get a pint of Wylam, Reality Asylum.
Turns out they don’t sell Reality Asylum in pints but two thirds of a pint as it’s 7.5%.
Wow, that’s citrusy.
This high backed leather chair is doing nothing to motivate me to leave. It’s so relaxing and comfy.