Well after walking miles last weekend to a beer festival, I did the only sensible thing. That was to go one in Codsall you could either drive to or catch the train to.
Whats more they had more than two barrels of beer left here too. Which in another way wasn't a good thing really. Di even managed to force herself to join us while she stayed sober once more. Bet she loved that. There was also a band and a lot of people here and at the bar. There was even a que to get to the gents!