I can’t write a great deal as I appear to have wrenched my arm out of its socket.
It may have something to do with my latest fad.
It’s a recycled fad which previously dislocated multiple vertebrae so I count today’s Janathon exercise as an improvement.
The stout was a success but you surely can’t go wrong with a Guinness even if its the export variety. It was sort of sweet with a long bitter after taste and something else, something quite out of place. When I got half way through the bottle it clicked, it was either Ruby Port or Sherry.
Very nice though, I approve.