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Thread: I have been drinking cider quite a lot lately.

  1. #11
    Quote Originally Posted by Burney View Post
    You'll like this, sw. These are your people.

    http://mashable.com/2017/09/05/bat-i.../#oFENH82xkOqK
    Oh don't worry I have seen it a few times.

    Poor Derry

  2. #12
    Quote Originally Posted by SWv2 View Post
    Oh don't worry I have seen it a few times.

    Poor Derry
    "He's making a mockery out of you, bhay!"

    You're right about cider, though. It's insidious stuff. Doesn't really seem like proper alcohol and you neck it happily, Before you know it, you've lost all motor function.

    It is, of course, the oldest British drink. Beer came much later.

  3. #13
    Quote Originally Posted by Burney View Post
    This is probably not a wise course of action, long-term, as I've noticed that, as with heroin, the more you drink it, the greater a resistance you build up and before you know it, you're the sort of person who thinks nothing of drinking pints of 9.5% scrumpy, have no teeth and find yourself saying 'Arrrrrr' to mean 'Yes'.

    No. Best to knock it 'pon the head. Shame, as I've become rather fond of it.
    Back in the day with the old licensing laws, Sunday's drink was snakebites of K-Cider and Carlsberg Special Brew. One pint glass, two bottles, one horrifically strong drink.

    I used to have a few headaches on Monday mornings, istr.
    “Other clubs never came into my thoughts once I knew Arsenal wanted to sign me.”

  4. #14
    Quote Originally Posted by IUFG View Post
    Back in the day with the old licensing laws, Sunday's drink was snakebites of K-Cider and Carlsberg Special Brew. One pint glass, two bottles, one horrifically strong drink.

    I used to have a few headaches on Monday mornings, istr.
    Worst hangovers I recall were from 'power shandies' made from Stella and that alcoholic lemonade filth that was going about in the mid to late 90s. Even in my early 20s, when I could eat nails and pîss rust, that stuff used to leave me feeling distinctly sketchy.

  5. #15
    Quote Originally Posted by Burney View Post
    This is probably not a wise course of action, long-term, as I've noticed that, as with heroin, the more you drink it, the greater a resistance you build up and before you know it, you're the sort of person who thinks nothing of drinking pints of 9.5% scrumpy, have no teeth and find yourself saying 'Arrrrrr' to mean 'Yes'.

    No. Best to knock it 'pon the head. Shame, as I've become rather fond of it.
    Its becoming popular over in these here not so United States too . Its more appley over here i think . The Angry Orchard stuff is like drinking apple juice...strong apple juice. Im fond of a local brand called Downeaster myself

  6. #16
    Quote Originally Posted by IUFG View Post
    Back in the day with the old licensing laws, Sunday's drink was snakebites of K-Cider and Carlsberg Special Brew. One pint glass, two bottles, one horrifically strong drink.

    I used to have a few headaches on Monday mornings, istr.



  7. #17
    Quote Originally Posted by Burney View Post
    ...and that alcoholic lemonade filth that was going about in the mid to late 90s.
    Hooch?

    I think it may have been the vanguard of alcopops.
    “Other clubs never came into my thoughts once I knew Arsenal wanted to sign me.”

  8. #18
    Quote Originally Posted by IUFG View Post
    Hooch?

    I think it may have been the vanguard of alcopops.
    It all then evolved to Smirnoff Ice.

  9. #19
    Quote Originally Posted by Sir C View Post
    I'm going to try the merest smidge of bugle tomorrow. Well, I say the merest smidge, in order to ensure that I don't overdo it I've only ordered 7g. So that should work out fine.
    I shall never touch it again. I simply do not enjoy it the way I used to and it takes a week to recover. Its just not for me anymore.

    Officially getting old.

  10. #20
    Quote Originally Posted by Burney View Post
    I went to The Wine Society's Cellar Showroom the other day with my old man. We tasted rather too much, spent far too much and then came gone and drank far, far too much 14% Burgundy.

    I drank no more than two glasses last night before retiring. That's how bad it was.
    Any more than the equivalent of 4 or 5 pints and I am in hell for the next 24 hours.

    Apart from two springsteen shows last year where I drank like a lunatic and didnt actually feel as though I was going to die the next day. Maybe that is they key- to have at least 12 pints.

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