So then, there are no posts over the weekend due to excessive drunkenness.
Amongst several other drinks, I drank...
I ended up on a mad mission to Wetherby in a Mercedes (don't worry I can't drive). After negotiating some dubious establishments containing 'tattoo be-necked' locals drinking Carling, I ended up in an old faithful... The Sam Smith's pub on the High Steet, god knows what it's called (the internet seems not to have reached Wetherby properly yet).
Thank goodness for
Sam Smith's Nut Brown Ale
Anyway, I'm not drinking these now and so I'm not writing too much about them. This has the added benefit of me being able to drink them all again and is a good excuse to fuck off...