When we lived in Cornwall I used to work behind the bar at the Truro Real Ale festival. Everyone who came in was given a souvenir glass to go round and get their real ales. You wouldn't believe the numbers who used to creep over to us with their glass and ask for a lager or a pint of Coke. Not the most hardened drinkers I've ever come across!
It’s been a while so I will start us off…….whats for supper and why?





. Somebody quietly pointed out to me that the men drank pints of beer and the women drank halves. I nursed my first half of bitter for the whole session, sipping it very slowly and wishing I'd asked for an orange juice.