Great British Beer Festival
After work yesterday I went to the Great British Beer Festival at Earl’s Court. I’d pre-booked my ticket but I needn’t have bothered as the usual massive queue was conspicuous by its absence. I bought a book at the CAMRA stall, met up with friends, listened to a rather crappy band, talked bollocks and (surprise, surprise) drank plenty of different beers.
It was a very enjoyable way to spend the evening although I can’t help thinking that simply going to the pub with the same group of friends would have been equally pleasurable. Still, I’m not compaining. A good time is a good time.
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Dear Nick,
I love your blog, but I have to say I was rather put off by your usage of inappropriate vocabulary – i.e. c****y, b*****ks – in this entry.
I appreciate that you are a young man and this is an informal venue for expressing your opinions and feelings, whatever they may be. But in a way I always saw this as a family blog, and even encouraged my 11-year-old daughter to read it – giving her the chance I never had. There really isn’t that many examples for young children to learn from these days, and you seemed like one of the rare ones.
So please consider this as a very sincere note from a friendly supporter.
Best wishes,
Samantha Wolreich
Hi Samantha,
I’m glad you enjoy the blog. It’s especially nice to be called young!
I’m sorry that you felt my use of language inappropriate, and I feel we’ll have to disagree on that one. I certainly know that when I was eleven I was well aware of much stronger language than that. Thanks for your comments, though, they’re appreciated.