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Hi! Blod's 'ere.
I am under instructions from the editor (Big Ed, we call
him... well, I'm told he's not all that big really, it's
just a rumour he likes to spread around, but that's another
story) to cut it short (sound painful) in this edition. I
don't know.. innuendo after innuendo. They will be calling
me Julian Clarey next - well, I ain't wearing any women's
frocks (not in public anyway).
In this edition I am going to discuss the
art of attending beer festivals. This is particularly
pertinent when the
Newark Beer Festival is held in May. I would like to
encourage aal you sensible drinkers out there to attend. I'm
aware that there will always be the few that just go to get
totally plastered (personally I don't have a problem with
this as long as they behave themselves), but the majority
are actually interested in trying out the different array of
beers.
What types of beer are available? Well, you
will find something to suit every taste. This is the beauty
of beer and I feel the different types and flavours
available has never been better. You can try a weak or
strong beer, golden or dark, hoppy or malty or any complex
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There are also additions to some beers such
as herbs, honey, fruit flavours, flowers and even toffee.
Personally, I do like to experiment in trying these
different beers. Some people frown upon these flavourings,
saying it is not traditional and just a novelty, but I
disagree. I feel that anything that may encourage a non-beer
drinker to try beer has got to be a good thing.
I would agree, however, that occasionally it
does not work and the flavour of the addition actually
overpowers the flavour of the beer. but there again, at
least the brewer has had the guts to try something
different, which is more than you can say for most of the
major brewers. Get to the festival and try a few of the 150
odd beers and experience the unique atmosphere, then
join CAMRA and find out where the other beer festivals
around the country are held. You will not regret it!
One final point. I must send my regards to
my friend Droopy. He went to the doctors the other day
saying he he hungered after sex. The doc told him to take
some biscuits to bed with him. I believe he now keeps them
on his bedside table. I bet they're Hob Nobs! Judging by the
state of his neck he ought to feed them to his women.
See you at the beerfest!
Blod out.
May '98 |
Part 1
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Part 4
Part 5
Part 7
Blod's plod aroond Aberdeen
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