DT #269, 26 September 2014 (Dębowe Mocne)   2 comments

Debowe Mocne

While advice is free,
You might consider leaving
A pie un-eaten.

Name: Dębowe Mocne
Type: pilsner
Venue: walking up Eastcott Hill, Swindon

Review/notes: Delicious and £1.39 at the Brunel Newstand, ice-cold on a sunny and warm afternoon.  What’s not to like?  Well, I’ll tell you what: some fat cow tutted as I walked by enjoying my harmless bevvie.  I mumbled, “hmmm?” while arching an eyebrow her way and lowering the bottle from my lips.  “You lot will never assimilate, drinking in public in the middle of the day, ” she explained.  “Madam, I’m on my holiday and I am not going to apologise for having a legal drink.”  “Oh,” she choked out, “I didn’t realise you were an American,” admitting a prejudice aimed at Poles that I already suspected.  “That’s alright, love.  I’ll just let you get back to your Gregg’s sausage roll.”  A few steps away she laughed and said, “I don’t have any sausage rolls.”  “Perhaps,” I shouted back, turning to walk backwards and still uphill, “but I’m sure you will, soon.”

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2 responses to “DT #269, 26 September 2014 (Dębowe Mocne)

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  1. Dude – some of these really make me giggle. As I’m nursing the London Croup I brought home with me, I needed that this morning.

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