We never get snow in London. Waking up today was like Christmas morning only better. Everyone I’ve spoken to or e-mailed today has been deliriously happy.
So, pop quiz:
What’s the perfect beer for sitting by a roaring log fire with your boots drying and the dog snuffling, and watching through the window as children play in streets deserted of cars and rushing people, building snowmen?
As today is the end of detox and also the day I finally finish the edit of Hops & Glory, I’ll endeavour to try as many of your suggestions s I can a bit later on.
