85%-90% of beer in the UK is sold by the big guys. I'm not saying the big guys are bad guys, but they do live on the Death Star. When they talk of "Regional" businesses they mean "Asia", "Latin America" or "Africa" - they ain't talking "Smiths", "Shepherd & Neame" or [maybe just a wee bit smaller] "Triple fff". They give literally zero £%*%s (choose your unit of cuss-ancy) about Cask Ale. SIBA (Society of Independent Brewers - basically the good guys but a committee of good folks if you get my drift) is launching an Indie Beer Campaign Next week... I think this is a good thing... We'll be shouting about that in due course.
In the meantime, there were other parts of SIBA's most recent magazine that caught my eye... This for SE and London but still a competitive field... Should mean that Alton's Pride goes for the National line up too...
Wish you a cracking weekend and hope we can bring you some beer next week,
Xen
P.S.
I can't wait to actually use this on somebody - will probably start with my kids, as can't be sure on the reaction!
A fellow was walking along a country road when he came upon a farmer working in his field.
The man called out to the farmer, "How long will it take me to get to the next town?"
The farmer didn't answer.
The guy waited a bit and then started walking again. After the man had gone about a hundred yards, the farmer yelled out "About 20 minutes!"
"Thank you. But why didn't you tell me that when I asked you?"
"Didn't know how fast you could walk".
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Three drunk friends were stranded on a deserted island, they find a magic lamp. Inside it is a genie who agrees to grant each friend one wish.
“I want to go home,” says the first friend. The genie grants her wish.
“I want to go home, too,” says the second friend. And the genie sends him back home.
“I’m lonely,” says the third friend. “I sure wish my friends were back here."
Sorry, not sorry - have a lovely weekend, Xen'
