I knew a chap at school who ate Bovril crisps until his breath was virtually toxic and people no longer wanted anything to do with him.
He went on to become a hardline Islamic type.
There's a lesson for us all there, I think.
Actually, I'd forgotten all about Bovril. When I return to the north in winter, I think I'm going to fill mynthermos with Bovril instead of tea. I may add a drop of scotch to keep the chill out.
Actually, I'd forgotten all about Bovril. When I return to the north in winter, I think I'm going to fill mynthermos with Bovril instead of tea. I may add a drop of scotch to keep the chill out.
Actually, I loved Bovril as a kid. I've enjoyed it on football terraces, as well - particularly at Stockport's Edgeley Park where it was know charmingly as 'beefy drink'.
Actually, I loved Bovril as a kid. I've enjoyed it on football terraces, as well - particularly at Stockport's Edgeley Park where it was know charmingly as 'beefy drink'.
That's what it was called at Highbury and the Emirates, as well. The glw was always unimpressed with my half-time choice of beverage.
That's what it was called at Highbury and the Emirates, as well. The glw was always unimpressed with my half-time choice of beverage.
Well she is the one who has to kiss you, to be fair. I remember it being called 'beef drink' or 'hot beef drink' at Highbury, but I may be wrong. I didn't know we still did it, as I always have sh1t beer instead.