There isn't much you can say in favour of Spanish or French mainstream beer, though at least the former doesn't have you gasping with shock at its price. I mainly stuck to wine, overdosing on all three hues. More of my Mediterranean sojourn another time.
Last night was quiz night. It was an away game, but local for once and near my house. I walked into the Lancashire Fold, jaded and tired and ordered a pint of Lees Bitter. It looked wonderful and my first taste confirmed it was on form. After we were beaten by a very good team, we relaxed over lovely roast beef and roast ham sandwiches and enjoyed a couple more pints.The boys told me that the beer is on superb form at our local and that Lees Summer Sizzler is a cracker. I look forward to trying it, though I did have a sneak preview direct from the cask before I went away.
It's good to be home!
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