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Had a lovely afternoon today, drinking much fruit beer, wheat beer and cider at the Great British Beer Festival with spimcoot, rickbot and Pancakes. Highlights include the psychic cider lady, who held my glass then decided that I should drink a perry that tasted quite grim, the pack of Jimmy Saville look-alikes patrolling the arena and the "lovely" lads who called me "top totty". (Beer does odd things to the brain, I think.)

So, what do you get when you've been at a Beer Festival all day?



A hat on, of course!

*Photo credits to Mr Spim Coot, 2006.