Here Come The Lizards

First of all, shall we start will a small video? It'll explain a few things.

Now you've seen that, I think we can agree that we've all seen the lizards at some point.  I for one remember my own infamous "3 bottles of Orkney Dark Island Reserve and 8 whiskies" evening that led me being gently dragged away by the kind fellows at Liverpool Street Station.  I saw the whole reptile house that night.  Still, I didn't let it put me off.

There are many beer blogs out there in the world.  They mainly concentrate on the taste of the stuff; tours of local licensed premises; the evils of pubcos and megabreweries; the shortcomings of brewers of boring brown beer/evil craft keg (delete as applicable).  Needless to say you will find none of that here.  The world is a miserable enough place already.  I thought beer was supposed to be fun.

But my general point is this - fun is a serious business.  As a great man once said, I'm serious about what I do, but not necessarily the way I go about it.  I hope, dear reader if you're out there, to make you laugh.  But also to have an actual point behind the nonsense.  Because that's the most successful kind of humour.

Oh, and before you ask, I like paisley.