I sometime think this blog operates merely as a fan club/agent for BRAPA;
“Boy, did you read BRAPA tonight ? He’s on fire“
“Is BRAPA OK ? It’s been SO long“
“Should I contact the RSPCV ?, Colin looks maltreated“
Anyway, he’s back, treating us to a detailed analysis of the tickers’ art last night (here), and with a particular fixation on Selsdon, only explained by South Londoners at the bar, and a beer from Titsey called Cardinal Sin. Duncan loved it.
It’s your civic duty to give him a lift to a hard-to-find rural pub at 11am on Thursday, and not complain about the “mess”.
At Easter, it’s only right we reflect on how much Simon (particularly Simon’s bladder) has suffered to bring us shots like this,
that reminds us why people go to pubs. And it’s NOT the beer, however good the Captain Cook in Staithes beer is.
Simon seems a bit reticent about visiting pub “wine gardens” from next Monday, as being outside doesn’t give you the full BRAPA experience.
Go for it, Si, it’s gonna be lit, as the kids say. You might even get a pub garden as good as the Wharf in Welford.