[DtheP47]

A few peeps have contacted me on here asking what was in the second Tesco bag the creepy Mr Vholes handed me up on the windswept banks of the Tinker Brook that day. Well as Bob Dylan sings* “By a simple twist of fate” and of course Wandering Walters generosity with his bequest enabling me to buy the U S Airways Envoy Class ticket I find myself in the Cock & Bull pub on the windswept banks of the Ohio in the good old US of A, with Walters well thumbed copy of Ainsworth’s Old Homesteads of Accrington & District and his print out from the Ellis Island Register.

Since I got here I have been somewhat distracted I have to confess by the Cincinnati Beer Fest so the whys and whatfor’s of the contents of that blue and white supermarket bag will have to wait until I get back to perfidious Albion’s shores. I can however share with you the plethora of beers on offer at the Fest because I know a goodly few members scattered across the globe, on the AccyWeb like the odd beer. I am always amazed at the lexicon of names brewers create for their beers both here and at home. Something for every occasion and for everybody I am sure you will agree.

*Cue the AccyWeb jukebox #4932 and 4935