The musings of Tyson, the anarchic beerhound, as he sups his way through life's bitter vale of tears. Eating a lot of cheese along the way.
Friday, 15 February 2008
Dusty Miller
I'd obviously sold the Brimstone in my earlier post, as I was dragged screaming and kicking into the Dusty for some more. Ok, perhaps I didn't need much persuading to try a few pints more, but Eddie, who's usually a Prem man, was highly impressed. Another point in the Dusty's favour, is that it is very close to Vujon, a contender for Bury's best Indian takeaway. So, clever Eddie, multitasked, managing to both drink and choose a dish for him and his beloved. I hope the Manx Minx was suitably impressed...
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