Which is better than Stella’s nickname in Yorkshire.
I rarely drink now due to a medical condition , but my beer of choice has always been Newcastle Brown Ale. I suppose it was inevitable as my dad drank it all his life. He always called it “Journey into Space”, although he swore it was stronger when he was young man. My worst nightmare when I was a regular to the London area was that pure dog ■■■■ Watneys Red Barrel, ugh !!! Regards Kev.
Which is better than Stella’s nickname in Yorkshire.
I rarely drink now due to a medical condition , but my beer of choice has always been Newcastle Brown Ale. I suppose it was inevitable as my dad drank it all his life. He always called it “Journey into Space”, although he swore it was stronger when he was young man. My worst nightmare when I was a regular to the London area was that pure dog ■■■■ Watneys Red Barrel, ugh !!! Regards Kev.
I love a bottle of Brown Ale, but I had to stop myself drinking it in excess on a heavy night,.and go for something less lethal.
Problem was when I got home to bed for a couple of hours, woke up, then I got up to go to the bog while still half asleep, and for some unexplainable reason I never got past my wife’s favourite plant on the landing, instead of the toilet, and watered the ■■■■ thing.
The grief I got the next morning was terrible.
The final decision to stop drinking it was sealed, after one night, when I by passed the plant one night… and ■■■■■■ in the wife’s wardrobe.
Oooh…she was NOT happy …, and I have not drank it since for 20 years.
on a similar note.
after wangling a false i.d. card to get access to the students union in my younger days and binging ott accordingly,i was later informed that on a particular sunday session i downed 14 pints of looney brew with similar results.
i made my way home,woke up in what i assumed was a police cell and was sitting there waiting to see who would come and enlighten me as to how good an evening i had experienced when there was a rumble and the wall i was leaning against slid open whereupon i fell backwards out of the lift that i had somehow found my way into .
ive no idea how i got there as i didnt live in a high rise flat,but i switched to snakebite for the remaining years of my mispent youth.
…, and I have not drank it since for 20 years. 
