“But I thought you hated beer festivals, Retired Martin ?”  I hear you say, cynically. I do.  And I detest familiarity.  But still I go to IndyManBeerCon. Perhaps it’s old age. Or perhaps, like always watching “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off“, if it’s on I have to go. Here I was, about to waste a week’s… Continue reading INDYMAN ’18 – FROM LONGSIGHT TO DONCASTER