I have just finished drinking a (dare I say it ) Fursty Ferret ale accompanied by pastrami flavoured Bagel Chips. Sitting atop the lazer printer is a bottle of Blandford Fly, not to be confused with Spanish Fly which is another thing entirely.
I have just finished drinking a (dare I say it ) Fursty Ferret ale accompanied by pastrami flavoured Bagel Chips. Sitting atop the lazer printer is a bottle of Blandford Fly, not to be confused with Spanish Fly which is another thing entirely.
"L'art de la statistique est de tirer des conclusions erronèes a partir de chiffres exacts." Napoléon Bonaparte.
"Je crois que beaucoup de gens sont dans cet état d’esprit: au fond, ils ne sentent pas concernés par l’Histoire. Mais pourtant, de temps à autre, l’Histoire pose sa main sur eux." Michel Houellebecq.
Hey, hey Fursty Ferret (though I think I have gone off it now). Had the Blandford Fly too, that's not bad.
Just had a Duvel and I'm off to the fridge to get another - magnificent. After that, I'm down to stealing Mrs Neely's fizzy cider because there's nothing else left. Don't worry whe doesn't drink anyway. I had a day off drinking last night because I overdid it the night before.
The Fursty Ferret was quite good but the Blandford Fly is absolutely disgusting. It literally tastes like that stuff that kills 99% of household germs.
It will have to be thrown away but I think that, by and large, it is better to stick to lager beers. I should have bought the duvel instead. I also had a night off yesterday because I overdid it with two red wines on consecutive nights ,which really told on me yesterday and I was reduced to drinking pepsicola.
"L'art de la statistique est de tirer des conclusions erronèes a partir de chiffres exacts." Napoléon Bonaparte.
"Je crois que beaucoup de gens sont dans cet état d’esprit: au fond, ils ne sentent pas concernés par l’Histoire. Mais pourtant, de temps à autre, l’Histoire pose sa main sur eux." Michel Houellebecq.
Ha, ha. I might be mixing up the Blandford Fly with something else. If it is the one with ginger in it, I ended up pouring it down the sink. If not, I don't think I minded it, can't remember now.
Yes I have the Duvel but only two and then I'll all out - should have gone up to the Tesco and got some today, but I've not left the house in three joyful days. I'm off to the pub I think tomorrow though, and maybe the library if have to.
Yesterday I was reduced to drinking Jamaica hot Ginger Beer.
Caesar salad, fruit and water.
"I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there's no relief in waking."
Yes, that's the one. I simply don't know how they are allowed to market the stuff; it doesn't taste anything like ginger. I have just had a look at the bottle and, incredibly, it contains sulphur in the way that most French wines do. It's the first time that I've seen a beer with sulphur in it and there is actually a message that says 'Beware the Blandford Fly' on the label. Apparently, ginger was added as a remedy to the Fly's bite but I would rather be bitten by the fly and dispense with the remedy.
I have googled an independent review of the beer and this one sums it up perfectly.
'By the second or third mouthful, I am beginning to feel nauseated, after half the glass I am feeling distinctly off colour. This is one bottle I was unable to finish.'
"L'art de la statistique est de tirer des conclusions erronèes a partir de chiffres exacts." Napoléon Bonaparte.
"Je crois que beaucoup de gens sont dans cet état d’esprit: au fond, ils ne sentent pas concernés par l’Histoire. Mais pourtant, de temps à autre, l’Histoire pose sa main sur eux." Michel Houellebecq.
Oh, so it is that one!! Yes I had to pour that down the sink after about drinking half of it, truly awful I agree with the review completely. The only other beer I think I have put down the sink in my life is that non-alcoholic Bavarian lager, undrinkable.
Right, that's enough sweat in the library, I'm off for a pub lunch.![]()
I have just partaken of an excellent Italian salad and have opted for a Languedoc red wine to accompany it. The wine is fruity and light enough to ensure ( I hope) that I will sleep soundly. But to ensure that I do, I am going into YouTube (the greatest invention since sliced bread) to watch a MidSommer murders edition which will surely be the final soporific required for a good night's sleep.
"L'art de la statistique est de tirer des conclusions erronèes a partir de chiffres exacts." Napoléon Bonaparte.
"Je crois que beaucoup de gens sont dans cet état d’esprit: au fond, ils ne sentent pas concernés par l’Histoire. Mais pourtant, de temps à autre, l’Histoire pose sa main sur eux." Michel Houellebecq.
Oh goodness me, yes you will be sleeping soundly. That poor village, so many murders.
Just a couple of ciders for me - Weston's Vintage. Tomorrow I'm drinking champagne though (25% off all champagne at Sainsbury's) because Mrs Neely is off out so I thought I would take advange and treat myself. A bit of peace celebration, nag free heaven.
Oh, I must say that I am overwhelmed by these Yeo-Valley yogurts, just had two, a honey one and a strawberry one. So creamy and delicious, incredible and made from organic milk and produced on a sustainable farm powered by wind energy. This is yogurt heaven - too good to be true. Highly recommended.
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Fire roasted veggie soup and a veggie potato.
Do, or do not. There is no try. - Yoda
Now that Mrs Neely is out with her mother at some dreadful musical, I'm going to get my bottle of Defontaine Champagne (reduced from £17 to £11) out of the bottom of the fridge and crack it open. I'm also going to have one of those heavenly yogurts, you bet. Going to read for a bit (The Talented Mr Ripley, Patricia Highsmith) and then stick a Woody Allen on - A Midsummer Night's Sex Comedy.
Ah, listen to that........tick.........tick.........no nagging, no TV, no rustlings of papers, just peace.
(I did have the shock of my life earlier though when she left me with the pots to do, the rabbit to clean out, the hoovering to do in the living room and the kids to sort - women!!!)
I'm drinking Duvel, after my ghastly encounter with Blandford Fly, and eating some Indonesian crackers.
Not difficult to imagine the dreadful musical. In fact, the words dreadful and musical have been synonymous for some years. The Defontaine champagne sounds somewhat suspect, I saw Pol Roger reduced to £19 in Waitrose today which sounds like a better deal as I have never heard of Defontaine champers.
I must say this Duvel goes down a treat. I actually thought a 750 ml bottle wouldn't be enough, so I supplemented it with a bottle of Summer Lightning which I will probably have some time tomorrow.
Today I got two favourable reports with some constructive criticism on my most recent book A Tangled Web from a couple of friends I sent copies to.
As for Woody Allen and a Midsummer Sex Comedy..... Oh dear.
"L'art de la statistique est de tirer des conclusions erronèes a partir de chiffres exacts." Napoléon Bonaparte.
"Je crois que beaucoup de gens sont dans cet état d’esprit: au fond, ils ne sentent pas concernés par l’Histoire. Mais pourtant, de temps à autre, l’Histoire pose sa main sur eux." Michel Houellebecq.