Not a Mess & Beer Festivals

Cool, so a quick curry and a half pint of Pepsi, and no mess in sight!   So, a very pleasant curry in the Wetherspoons, then a quick dart back to Kristina's to pick up my camera which she'd taken home by mistake last Saturday, then home in time to watch Skins.  

Curry and a pint for £5.29 is bloody good, but when you remove your pint of beer and add in a half of Pepsi, it suddenly seems like less of a deal!  Weirder still, I think it's probably the first time in about thirteen years (half my life) that I have entered a licensed premises and not bought an alcoholic drink.  I have to say, I didn't feel that I needed a drink, but it was quite tempting to take a gulp of Kristina's beer so I didn't spill it as I carried it from the bar.

Then of course, the first thing I see as I enter the bar, is that poster (right) for a massive real ale and cider festival.  Typical, I stop boozing, and all the good booze rocks up to the local bars! Still, I guess that there'll be a lot of tests during my sobriety .  This beer festival, Helen's wedding this weekend and Loren's on 26th, Nat's birthday coming up next weekend and Sheffield Tiger's first meet this Thursday.  I just have to remember why I'm doing this - to raise money for SASS, and to prove the Reluctant Vegetarian wrong ;), and of course, for myself.  They'll be plenty of time for the rest of my life to get fucked at festivals have a nice ale at a beer festival, wankered at weddings enjoy a post-nuptial tipple, paralytic at parties celebrate special occasions and drunk in the day sip cocktails at lunchtime.  It's only forty days of my life.

Pass the Pepsi!