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Post by jimshoo on Dec 11, 2013 12:08:11 GMT
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Post by scorp on Dec 11, 2013 15:27:59 GMT
It is, isn't it? I didn't know that nowadays all Guinness is brewed with the same water - in UK it used to be brewed with Thames water. which may well have rendered it less tasty than the stout in the ould counthry!
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Post by ARENA on Dec 12, 2013 17:22:54 GMT
At one time Park Royal Guinness was more highly rated in the UK than the Irish stuff. Apparently the reason was it didn't travel well.
Moonies used to sell 'nectar.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2013 9:06:02 GMT
I have drunk a bit of Guinness over the years and it can vary enormously. You used to be able to tell the quality of a pub by the Guinness.
I have drunk plenty in Ireland (expensive) but the best pint I ever had was in a little bar tucked away behind Piccadilly. It even had a Shamrock poured into the foam. Heaven!
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Post by scorp on Dec 13, 2013 11:55:16 GMT
Having sunk a stout or two in Ireland and in UK, many long years ago, I know that the Park Royal brewed stuff was harsh by comparison with the Dublin brew, which I have sampled at the brewery... I'm sure it is the reason for Irish loquacity, as once the first gob-full has gone down, with a contented sigh, we started to rabbit - the conversation flowed like the stout!
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Post by jimshoo on Dec 13, 2013 11:56:20 GMT
The Irish barman in my local does a shamrock on the top of a Guinness. I asked the governor if I could have a Union Jack on my pint.I won't repeat what he said
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Post by scorp on Dec 13, 2013 15:01:31 GMT
Next time ask for a real rock.
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Post by jimshoo on Dec 16, 2013 11:52:04 GMT
I had the guest beer in my local last night.
It tasted like piss but I guest it was beer! ;D
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Post by scorp on Dec 16, 2013 16:49:34 GMT
The Irish barman in my local does a shamrock on the top of a Guinness. Some kind of euphemism?
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Post by jimshoo on Dec 19, 2013 12:50:54 GMT
Had a very boozy Christmas party on Tuesday (mates birthday) a nice warm up for next weekLOL
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Post by ARENA on Dec 20, 2013 12:01:27 GMT
'Fraid since being put on the rat poison ,my days of booze-ups are over.
Still enjoy a couple of glasses of wine or a pint o' Pride.............
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Post by scorp on Dec 21, 2013 11:30:21 GMT
'Fraid since being put on the rat poison ,my days of booze-ups are over. Still enjoy a couple of glasses of wine or a pint o' Pride............. That's all I ever really liked - getting rat-arsed was never a pleasant experience, although I kept checking to see...
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Post by Prue on Jan 5, 2014 8:49:30 GMT
I don't remember, but have heard tales of, when we had the Six O'clock Swill en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Six_o'clock_swill here: offices closed at 5 PM and pubs at 6 PM, giving yer average office/factory worker the inside of an hour to get as much beer as possible inside him before staggering across the road to Flinders Street station to catch the train home to suburbia, and the missus's "tea" (i.e., dinner) Sounds a bit mad, but it has to be better than these days (isn't everything? ) when venues are open all night and the streets are full of shit and vomit every morning. Not to mention yoof's fascination with "king-hitting" (i.e., murdering) each other in a drunken frenzy.
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Post by scorp on Jan 5, 2014 12:06:43 GMT
Reminds me of that Mitchell and Kenyon film showing workers leaving a factory, with the cart outside the gate dispensing pints of beer...
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Post by ARENA on Jan 5, 2014 12:22:44 GMT
I don't remember, but have heard tales of, when we had the Six O'clock Swill en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Six_o'clock_swill here: offices closed at 5 PM and pubs at 6 PM, giving yer average office/factory worker the inside of an hour to get as much beer as possible inside him before staggering across the road to Flinders Street station to catch the train home to suburbia, and the missus's "tea" (i.e., dinner) Sounds a bit mad, but it has to be better than these days (isn't everything? ) when venues are open all night and the streets are full of shit and vomit every morning. Not to mention yoof's fascination with "king-hitting" (i.e., murdering) each other in a drunken frenzy. What was even sillier? I had a mate (Dixon)work over there, for a couple of years. The place he lived in was designated a 'hotel' (fleapit boarding-house) He could take 'guests' back after 6 o'clock and they could drink as long as they liked. I can't remember the number of 'guests' but I have a feeling it was 15! I don't think Dixon ever had to buy a pint in Australia!
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