Ton Overmars once more has shelves overflowing with St. Bernardus Abt. Until I get there. Then there's a just a gap.
I've a supply of Abt, is what I'm trying to say. I'm happy. Happy as a pig in the woods. But that's irrelevant. There's something else I want to talk with you about. Something serious.
Why did I illustrate my last post with a Charrington's label? I wasn't being random. For once. There was a reason. There's one of my minibooks in it for a correct reply.
Rough Pubs: Snobbery vs. Experience - I admit that I’m over-cautious when it comes to guessing whether a pub is rough, but that hasn’t come out of nowhere. For a start, there’s my family. My ...
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