Everyone in the Bull & Castle beerhall was on Aventinus this evening 'cos they're flogging it for a fiver a pop. There, em, may not be any left by the time I've posted this.
Alas the Irish Coffee Porter, at its prime last week, has expired. Tastes metallic and smells, bizarrely, of red peppers. Here's to a successful experiment anyway. More of this kind of thing please, lads.
Silenus gave me a taste of his stout. It turns out I'm a dud bottle magnet. Who knew?