Peter and I went to his local, The Swan, for a jar and a chinwag yesterday evening (for those taking notes, I drank Wylam Phantom, a beautifully hopped ale from the north-east of England, on the strong side at 5.0% ABV). I couldn't help but notice that there was a range of chocolate bars behind the bar, such staples as Crunchies, Kit Kats and Cadbury's Fruit & Nut.So why wasn't I impressed by the provision of two of the greatest inventions on this earth side-by-side? Because they don't go together. If there are taste sensations that won't mix, it's chocolate and beer. I discovered this over forty years ago. Whichever one you taste first completely destroys the taste of the second. Not just for a few moments but seemingly for hours. How can nature be so cruel?
Peter's village is an oddity in that it has no street lighting. Consequently trips to and from the pub come with a sense of adventure - trees leap out in front of you, strange people walk into you, mysterious creatures slink out from the bushes and brush amorously against your legs. And that's just before you get to the end of Peter's drive.
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Since the illuminated village hall here was the scene of a dowsing workshop, perhaps we'd better take our pendulums with us next time we blunder about in the dark.
I seem to have lost mine.
I agree entirely. It's may be illuminating but it's not welcoming. Looking in to the hall all we could see were two women facing each other, sitting on a vast expanse of wooden flooring - a surreal image but, although in a public space, a very private one. I resisted the temptation to sneak a photo.
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