This was from Saturday night. The blue drinks are called Gandalfs and the red ones are called Froddos.
I think.
I can’t remember and I used to go to The Hobbit a lot for cocktails. But the blue one tastes of cherry so that is good.
(Note, these are also the colours of Crystal Palace’s strip. When I [...]
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Just in case you were worrying that BS has become so lost in misery that there isn’t some good old-fashioned anger in there, I have decided to spend a minute (or ten) to remind you of my utter contempt for South West Trains.
Firstly, I am totally unimpressed today. The first half of the train rolled [...]
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