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Hang on a sec - it's difficult to get more southern than you without
getting your feet wet!

It was cider for me. Still partial to it, too.

 

Definitely ghost-written, then.

 

Champ emerged from their own little world to say

I drank cider in my mid teens. Bizarrely, once I moved 7 miles from
Monmouth to Herefordshire [1] I began drinking dark mild. This
corresponded with Dennis Healey reintroducing the Cider Tax so that its
price exceeded cheaper beers.

[1] the home of Westons, Symonds[2] & the makers of chemical fizz,
Bulmers
[2] survive in name only as Bulmers gobbled them up

 

And I'km technically a Northerner.

I've got back into cider recently. It used to make me throw up even
smelling it but I've started to go more for scrumpies that actually
taste of apples and find it quite passable. Very good in the summer.

 

Fair play, tho, ghost writing autobiographies for semi-famous
sportsmen and women can't be a very fulfilling job.

 

Ben emerged from their own little world to say

Try to get hold of some Westons cider. You should certainly be able to buy
it in Worcester. Their Stowford Press is one of my favourite summer
tipples.

 

my local Sainsburys stocks a fair range of ciders, including several
from Westons.

 

Thanks for the tip.

 

And it makes one's piss smell of apples, which I always find hilarious
when I'm drunk on cider.

 

Better than it smelling of vodka. I hate that.

 

Andy Bonwick wrote

Yebbut for the price of three Babychams you can get the bitches to do
the beating and you can carry on sitting at the bar enjoying the show
and drinking the change.

 

I used to drink exclusively mild in an attempt to make sure it
continued to be made. Then I realised that one person in a pub full
of non-mild drinkers aint gonna make much difference. I moved on to
my Guiness period.

 

And? Why let facts get in the way of a nice polite put down?