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Tin Pot

Guru
There is no such thing as growing up.

It's a fantasy/lie we were sold as kids.
 
I like a G & T occasionally... normally get a bottle of whisky off the in laws for Christmas..... might get them to change it to Gin next time (don't really buy sprits myself... Stick to wine and beer)

BUT.... I was really dissapointed to discover Bombay Sapphire gin wasn't actually blue..... having never tried it I managed to drop a bottle in an airport duty free shop..... And its fecking hard to mop up as its a bit oily......
 

twentysix by twentyfive

Clinging on tightly
Location
Over the Hill
Nothing unsophisticated about a pint of cider. It's the sixth pint where it starts to become a problem
Not down the Monkey House near me it's not. 1/2 pint and I was anybody's (I had been warned - hence the half). The regulars in that place were clearly suffering from brain damage.....
 

Saluki

World class procrastinator
I don't like gin. I can't be a grown up yet. Anyway I'm only 123/4 at the moment. I'll be 13 next year. Still not a grown up.

Right, better stop lounging about on CC and get dressed. I have a wedding to photograph in 65 minutes!
 
Not down the Monkey House near me it's not. 1/2 pint and I was anybody's (I had been warned - hence the half). The regulars in that place were clearly suffering from brain damage.....
Last time I was in Newton Abbot, there was a bar that sold nothing but cider - mostly scrumpy type stuff - still and cloudy with bits of fruit fly floating around in it. It was conveniently opposite Newton Abbot Hospital. does anybody know if it's still there?
The local stocked Old Rosie by Westons last year; drank like apple juice until you tried to stand up to walk home :wacko:.
 
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