I just finished up a unplanned mission of life importance for my nephew (see photographic and video proof below). I am now gathering the spoils of victory at the ArtilleryArtillery Arms pub which happens to be across the street from Bunhill Fields Burial and Gardens (wiki, official). My mission was simple, see if Wiliam Blake, who is buried here, approves of my nephew Barry’s boobie tattoo of his poem quote “Without Contraries/ is no progression” from Blake’s Marriage of Heaven and Hell. Read the rest of this entry »
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When you sit at Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese in London you realize that your definition of “old” may be too young. Stating that it had been rebuilt in 1667 makes you wonder how truly proud they are of the improvements made. Usually I drink a pint of a traditional British bitter, but today I decided to drink a cold lager with my German communal tablemates, Cheers and Prost! This pub serves the full line of Samuel Smith ales – sadly it seems that the traditional British bitter ales are not the most popular (even with locally based clientele), as most people I observed chose the much colder organic lager. I am not sure if that is a statement about the taste or the temperature. I any event, sitting at one of the two tables next to the charcoal burning fireplace is always fun and provides for a time machine experience.