Two (2) weeks ago I completed Wales AND England and suddenly only had 22 to complete the Beer Guide and follow in the shadow of the Pubmeister.
Twenty two ? Piece of ****, surely ?
Well, first I had what we’ll call family drama, meaning a week spent at “home”, and then this week the campervan was detained in Bristol Street Motors in Sheffield for crimes against motoring. It’s always Bristol, isn’t it.
So we didn’t get away till 13:15 today,
and with rabid 1975 fans attending Leeds festival and the inevitable hold-ups on the A66, it was eight (8) hours before we arrived in Fort William. Sadly, we’d had posh Waitrose sandwiches at Gretna, our sole stop, so didn’t need (not Lou) Macari’s haggis.
The Ben Nevis Bar felt so good, even though it was frankly rubbish.
The joy of a first tick in 2 weeks is something beer twitter will NEVER understand, just as they will never appreciate the drama of a Spaniard attempting to pay for whisky on a credit card that doesn’t work.
So, down to 21, with more to follow, and a MAJOR tick planned for tomorrow.
If it’s closed, I shall cry.