February 2026. Turin.
You left us in M** Bun at 6pm after a very late lunch, largely liquid, and it was time for an early night back at I Reali and a catch up on our respective blogs.
But central Turin on a Friday night was just about to liven up,
and Mrs RM insisted, insisted I tell you, that we popped in the Jumping Jester at Happy Hour.
While she nabbed a table, I perused the beers on offer.
“Un Tennents et un half of Stella, por favor“. You’re impressed with my Italian, aren’t you.
“You might as well have two large ones, it’s Happy Hour” she says, in perfect English.
I choose the two strongest, £8 for half litres of Tennents and Leffe, and search for Mrs RM.
Tennents and Leffe, what could be more local ?
There’s a joyous atmosphere, we’re the youngest there,
it’s as close to “pub” as you’ll get.
And Happy Hour lasts from 3pm till Midnight. It’s not really Happy “Hour”, is it ?
That Tennent’s Super is a very, very bad idea, as I’m about to discover about 3am.
retiredmartin 
Tennent’s Super on draught? That’s not even a thing in Scotland. Did you chase it with a bottle of Buckfast?
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Sadly not. I’m sure I’ve seen strong Scottish beer in Italy before, Pavia perhaps ?
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The later the hour, the happier it gets, esp on Leffe I find…..
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Hopefully a jestergooning-free Happy Hour.
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“And Happy Hour lasts from 3pm till Midnight” would, were it not for the hour time zone from leaving the EU, be precisely six hours after the Butlers Bell since Tim gave it up – Davenports Original at £2.55 instead of £3.05 and very nice it is too.
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