Every day one of my flatmates pulls the advent beer at random for 2 advent calendars. Today, they managed to pull 2 bottles of this beer. The odds of which are about 1.5% (No Ian, not 50/50). Nice!
This beer is on the strong side (8.2%) but doesn't taste or smell that strong. On pulling the cap off I gave it a whiff and it smelt of a familiar Brewdog smell. I wasn't expecting much from it after that. I was wrong.
It's quite dry with a little carbonation - but it tastes brilliant. It's got plenty of hops, a nice fruity body and a little spice. Supremely (dangerously) drinkable.
40/42
Today my faithful Ford Ka was taken away by a man with a large lorry. I got paid £92.08 for it and a half expired tax disc.
I always feel a sense of guilt when getting rid of a car. I don't personify them as such, but their reliability and dependability never ceases to make me wonder.
Often I find myself wondering about all the things happening at any given moment - the explosions in the cylinders, pistons pumping, gasses being expelled, and the transfer of energy from the head of the engine down a drive shaft to the wheels.
This thought is more prevalent on a motorcycle when travelling at 60mph and wondering about all the tension and power being passed down a simple chain, 1 inch thick.
It's fascinating how it's taken for granted. And it seems a terrible waste that a perfectly OK (rusting from the inside out, leaking water from somewhere under the bonnet, needed new rear tires) car is just taken away for scrap.
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