Waiting for the man

The text came in at 11.30 and by 1pm I was in the Oxford with a cool pint waiting for MrSmith to come and tell his tales. A picture of moderation we were - 1 pint and back yoked to the treadmill. The Oxford was certainly being moderate with the heating. There was a faint glow from the one bit of coal in the grate. Hard to decide whether that was better or worse that being kippered like last time.

In other news - the beer's still bubbling. A little more slowly now that it's not in the underfloor heated kitchen but it got a wee electric blanket and a duvet tonight to help keep the temperature up. But there was also an exciting delivery of chocolate malt, black malt, crystal malt and torrified wheat.