And he's off...

I enjoyed a very fine pint of Barum Brewery real ale last night, down at Barnstaple Town FC where they were playing Chertsey Town. Anybody who knows me will know that I wasn't there for the football. Nothing personal BTFC, but I haven't set foot inside a football ground for 20 years... Claims I was only there for the beer will be strenuously denied, as my story is that I was invited to support North Devon Hospice as it unveiled some new sponsorship deals courtesy of Bray Leino and Brend Hotels.
But sadly, living in the sticks as I do, I had to drive home and so was restricted to just the one. I reckon it was Barum Original, at 4.4%.
Then I went home and, it being a school night, didn't drink any more.
Tonight however will be a different story. Tomorrow will be the last day at the Journal for Chris Rogers, the sports editor, so tonight I'm taking out a gang from the office to the Boathouse in Appledore. And I will be taking a taxi home. So look out liver, it's time to start earning your keep...
I may log on when I get home.
I may be feeling tired and emotional...
Let's see.
Prost!