Camra
Fill that up while I adjust me lippy!
Am I the only person alarmed by the disturbing figures recently released regarding women and real ale? I have just read that in the space of one year the number of ladies partaking of the pint has doubled to 1.3 million! So for 2011 can we anticipate a figure of 2.6m? And then 5.2m? And then . . . whatever 5.2m is doubled? I can see where this is heading: the phone call early evening from somewhere where there is much hilarity in the background “just stopped off for a swift half with the lasses”, and then “ran into Julia, couldn't get away – you know what she's like”. And when you finally get a break from ironing and dusting to call the pub you are told, by a female voice, obviously “Sorry love, she's not in”. At a quarter to midnight comes the thump on the door, keys and one shoe having been misplaced. The apparition greets you with a fetid belch, giggling, sorry, sodden and with sick down its shirt. “Can you give me four pound for the taxi?”
Don't tell me it can't happen.
