GBBF Day Four

Hectic. You needed to be there. No you didn't actually. There was enough there already. Our giant leader Goliath announced that a touch under 20,000 attended yesterday. A record. Just think of that figure. Twenty thousand in one day. Who says there is no call for good beer and a good time? This was "just" a giant pub getting it right - the same as any pub really; do the right things and you attract the punters, though admittedly GBBF is a fantastic special case, made so by a dedicated bunch of people who do it not for self and cause, but just because they do. They couldn't explain exactly why if you asked them. Just to walk around that huge venue when empty gives a sense of wonder. We did all this? Wow!

BSF was swamped and there isn't a huge lot of bottles left, though we have, relatively speaking, quite a lot of draught. I have no idea of the cask position, but there will be enough to see us to the end I'm sure. I'll post some photos here of the gobsmackingly big crowds and queues seen from behind the bar. I really must remember to bring that USB cable next time mustn't I? The staff throughout the hall were magnificent and the crowds amazingly good natured and exuberant. The atmosphere was brilliant and infectious, even for hard pressed staff.

I am sounding a bit enthusiastic here I suppose and I am. Tired as I feel, I look forward to the day and more so to the final call of "Time." Then we'll sit as we do behind the bar, shattered and stunned beyond belief that we have pulled this amazing feat off once again.

I won't be at the party tonight. As soon as I've done my bit in serving, I'm off for a curry with my lovely girl. It is my birthday after all.