100 WORDS: Yes, That Must Be It

Sinclair C5.

We drank it on the wrong day, in the wrong way, in the wrong place.

We drank it too cool, too warm, too soon, too late. We got a bad bot­tle, from a bad batch, from a bad source. Our glass­es were dirty, our palates fatigued. The moon was full, an east wind was blow­ing, and there was an R in the month.

We’re prej­u­diced, stu­pid, closed-mind­ed, and prob­a­bly liars, too.

Taste is sub­jec­tive, any­way, and would­n’t it be bor­ing if we all liked the same things?

Yes, that must be it – that must be why we did­n’t like your beer.

7 thoughts on “100 WORDS: Yes, That Must Be It”

  1. In all hon­esty, I agree with that.

    I’m off to a beer fes­ti­val tomor­row and I know I’m not even going to like my own beer. All on grav­i­ty, not stil­laged long enough, no cool­ing and the peo­ple involved don’t know what they’re doing. (Not a CAMRA fest by the way)

    And it’ll be an east­ern wind.

    Most of us can tell if it was *meant* to be a good beer that’s been ruined in its pre­sen­ta­tion by the land­lord or who­ev­er. Does­n’t mean we have to like it at that moment.

  2. Do you know rough­ly when your book will be hit­ting the char­i­ty shops for 50p a pop as I would like to buy a copy and put it on my shelf.

  3. You for­got to men­tion how you failed to cut back buy­ing new clothes and fresh fruit enough to have enough free cash to not to drink the over priced botched exper­i­ment with­out resent­ment.

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