Being the manipulative bugger that I am, I played on the experience and since then I’ve managed to have the whole father’s day thing expanded to a weekend.
This year the father’s day weekend has been expanded further to include Friday as well. I took a day off work and went to the RB at lunch with my wife Kathleen. She volunteered to drive me home. I drank mostly the intergalactic lager, it was a toss-up between that and Fathom. I also ordered a flight. Every one of the beers on the flight were good beers, but I’m convinced I’m a hop man and not a malt man. As I said before I’m a leg man, not a breast man (roast chicken). I’m sure there are good breasts around, just like there are good malt beers around, but one glass of a malty beer is enough for me.
Why am I rambling on again? Mostly because I had a few beers at the RB and a drive home, but also because I wanted to say; don’t buy the father in the family a new BBQ or a new lawnmower. Send him to the pub for a bit of peace and quiet. He can shoot the beer breeze with the likes of Jimmy and Nash like I did today, I also got to meet chicanuck. That’s my father’s day treat right there.
What are all you other father's up too this weekend?
. I'll likely get Emerson to help me brew on Sunday as well.
