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<HTML>Bea went to Italy today to inspect a factory. I figure it should be fairly hard to hide, so she should be back soon....
Would be writing during the day, but I'd upset a load of people if the phone bill suddenly doubled. Will keep writing during the evening though, unless I gfo out drinking with my dad; in which case I won't make much sense.
If Bea turns up on my doorstep I'll be sure to scream online!</HTML>
<HTML>OME not working here either - figure it can't cope with my wit....
Everybody coping without me?
Had a near rewligous experiecne today. Since the age of 15 I haven't been able to look at cider, except for when the Wurzles persuaded me to have a pint. Tonight I've had four of proper farmhouse cider - without the bubbles and evil chemicals, and I've really enjoyed it. Is there a cure? Or is it just commercial cider that is evil?</HTML>
<HTML>I had a great pint of Old Rosie once. It was virtually clear. Fantastic stuff, about 9% proof.
We were working our way down the beer menu at this pub in Leeds, saving Old Rosie for last, when it arrived we were a little surprised as we thought it was going to be a bitter. No matter. A pint of that soon put the world to rights.
Minibrewery/locally produced cider can be fantastic. Commercial cider is ^%*(ing awful.
Still prefer a nice pint of real beer. Or stout.</HTML>
<HTML>Agreed - the line between bitter and stout can be a fine one anyway. Cider is something really rare for me, but tonight I just fancied it and was repayed with a fantastic one - Bulmers, if anyone cares - which had the taste of Golden Delicious skins...
The one apple I'd love to taste as cider is Red Falstaff. As a juice it's really strange - like those apples you get where the flesh dissolves in the mouth. Bloody nice though...
One regret i have is going to Normandy on a French Exchange and not trying locla cider - although I enjoyed Calvados. The cloudiness put me off. On the other hand it was the first time I kissed someone, so I figure that one adult experience was enough...</HTML>
<HTML>Of course, I thought you'd received it already, travelling as it was at the speed of light....
gosh, you can't even trust light...
(on a more serious note, I'm so full of work you won't see me here much, just on small breaks like now... I have to take a deep breath and not get scared *tries not to start panicking* :( I could use a hug... )</HTML>
I thought about that, but then I remembered it was only in 2 weeks, and usually around here you do that just the week before.
And I thought than in england you just did it on the eve of the event (see story about guy who was late for wedding for being tied to railtracks and so on LOL)
So you came out mildly, was that it? ;)