StockholmRam Posted April 4, 2019 Share Posted April 4, 2019 Sobriety Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
uttoxram75 Posted April 4, 2019 Share Posted April 4, 2019 2 minutes ago, StockholmRam said: Sobriety Whats it like mate? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
May Contain Nuts Posted April 4, 2019 Share Posted April 4, 2019 Anchovies Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
StockholmRam Posted April 4, 2019 Share Posted April 4, 2019 3 minutes ago, uttoxram75 said: Whats it like mate? Liberating. People like me and stuff now. Even late at night. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bigbadbob Posted April 4, 2019 Share Posted April 4, 2019 4 hours ago, Spanish said: made my own this year and they were great if I say so myself I thought they grew on trees. Or am I thinking about spaghetti? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ossieram Posted April 4, 2019 Share Posted April 4, 2019 3 hours ago, StockholmRam said: Liberating. People like me and stuff now. Even late at night. Sod that! I prefer it when they don't like me and I don't have to talk to them. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ewe Ram Posted April 4, 2019 Share Posted April 4, 2019 I love olives. But I remember stealing one when I was a kid at a wedding and feeling very pukey afterwards. Natural yoghurt. I’ve always eaten the fruity stuff but now I’ve discovered Fage 0% yoghurt I’m converted. The sweet fruit stuff tastes like nasty sweetener to me now. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jono Posted April 4, 2019 Share Posted April 4, 2019 2 hours ago, Ewe Ram said: I love olives. But I remember stealing one when I was a kid at a wedding and feeling very pukey afterwards. Natural yoghurt. I’ve always eaten the fruity stuff but now I’ve discovered Fage 0% yoghurt I’m converted. The sweet fruit stuff tastes like nasty sweetener to me now. With you on that one. Full fat Total and a blob of honey. Makes you realise why “the land of milk an honey” means something. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
eddie Posted April 4, 2019 Share Posted April 4, 2019 Belgian beer, and tenpin bowling. It all started back in 1989 or so when I was in Great Yarmouth with my family. We were walking up the high street and a sudden dounpour forced us to take shelter - in Regent Bowl. My kids had a game (with the bumper cushions) but I just watched and had a beer. I was itching to have a go but for some reason I didn't. I probably didn't want the embarrassment of being beaten by my kids, I suppose. A couple of weeks later I started work in Nottingham and after I had been there a while, I recounted the Yarmouth story, plucked up courage and asked a colleague about the works tenpin bowling league. I scored 99 in my first game - easy to remember - it was the only time I ever scored less than 100 from then until the end of my 'career'. After a few weeks I was averaging around 140, which put me in the top 10 in the company, so I joined a league at Ilkeston - thoroughly enjoyed it and gradually started to improve with a little coaching, buying a book about technique and investing in my own equipment. In the early 1990s I had taken it a bit further, had some top quality coaching and started bowling at a representative level (representing my county, national championships, international championships etc) but I still maintained a contact with 'social' bowling with my wife in an inter-centre league representing Nottingham. Each year, Nottingham ICSL used to have a 'long weekend' in Holland and I got roped in to play a match in Volendam, near Amsterdam. Anyway, enough about bowling - I'm sure you're interested in how I am going to turn this story around to beer. Well, the trip to Volendam is quite long - M1, M25, Channel Tunnel then up through France and Belgium to Holland - and we stopped for an evening meal in Belgium. No idea where - just a cafe/restaurant alongside the motorway. I had the Flemish stew, I seem to recall, and bought a couple of bottles of beer to 'help' with the rest of the journey. One was Leffe Brune which I thought was ok, but the other was Trappistes Rochefort 10, and I was instantly hooked. If it hadn't been for that rainstorm, I probably would never have been inside a bowling centre, never bowled, never been to Belgium and never sampled the greatest beers in the world. The moral of the story is - never complain about the weather. You never know when it might work in your favour. I was sad to see, a couple of years ago, that Regent Bowl had been destroyed by fire. I won my first 'major' tournament victory there, about 20 years ago when with my best mate (the late Ray Henson) we won the East Anglian Doubles championship. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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