In Training

So I head back to England on Friday, for a Christmas break, and thought I'd raid the local supermarket for some homely beer.

Instead I found Ralph Gentle Beer, Barry's Beer, a nice one-pint can of Cesu (do they know what a pint is here?) and a stupidly sized one-litre can of Baltika from my beloved St Petersburg.

And for one night only I snubbed the pickled cucumbers, black bread and dried fish for some "Pork Snack". It was rubbish.