Blimey, it was a close run thing this year. Mild is not easy to find in the South East at the best of times, and this is certainly not the best of times. Spending a week in the Scottish Highlands didn't help either. But as I was up in London today I thought a detour to Borough on the way home might work, and after some confusion behind the bar, success!
A pint of mild was mine, my spiritual obligations were fulfilled and my immortal soul was safe. Nature is healing.
Cut it close myself; Fortunately a weekend visit to York with the better half, and Rudgate's Ruby mild came to the rescue. Bit cheesed off we could get to the Turpin pub for a pint of Golden Best this time.
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