h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Definately, westcoast malts are so much nicer. Laphroig has beautiful flavour. I've not been in a while, but the Clockwork beer company in Glasgow is porbably still in business, and they had had not only a wine llist, but a beer list and a whisky list too. Definately a conoisuers bar, and not hideously expensive either. In fact the food was always yummy and cheap!

Perv. but I love you anyway. Buy us a pint.

I find that the enjoyment I get from drinking has paled over the last couple of years. Drinking in pubs has become especially tiresome. Am I getting old, or am I just getting a life? Only time will tell.

Getting tired of pubs and drinking??

Not a feeling I would like to be having, but maybe try getting you old carcass out to some different bars, get away to somewhere with decent licensing hours.

Talking about licensing hours, aren't the ones in the UK complete pants??? Why do most bars stop serving at 11pm?? By then most people are just getting going and then its time to leave. What a downer?? Damside most bars are open unitl 1-2am weekdays and 3-4am weekends, a much more sensible situation or as they say gezillig (I think that's how you spell, my dutch isn't that great)

Also you tend to get a wider selection of beers out here. Admittedly you do get the Heineken's and Amstel's served virtually everywhere (I'm not aversed to either), but then you get a lot of bars that serve great Belgian or German beers.

they're s**t we want twenty four hour boozaramas

It's: GEZELLIG, I'll tell you only once, so I'll repeat it: GEZELLIG. Kinda like "cozy" in English, oder "gemutlich" im Deutsch. But those do not come close to the actual feeling of the Dutch word, which has implications like "homely", "trusted", "comfortable", and "at home".
And, yes, English and Irish, especially the latter, opening hours are absolute nonsense. But luckily, in Ireland the Garda (in my experience) is more likely to be "interpret" the law then to uphold it.

Apparently, British licencing laws are supposed to be changing in the next 1-2 years so pubs can stay open till 2 and clubs can say open till 6. The British licencing laws were actually enforced to keep people in the factories intsead of the pubs during WW1 so they could make aircraft and guns for the war effort. It would be just a bit of an understatement to say this was a bit out of date.

Open til 6?? Here, that would mean they would have to have everyone thrown out and the doors locked at 5:59, then unlock them again in one minute. When are yours allowed to -open-?

Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not ready for the tweed jacket with leather elbows yet. I'm out a lot. It's just that when I go out to the places I go out to, alcohol isn't a major theme in the evening. As for licensing hours, well, name a time and I'll have partied past it. I suppose my preference for this kind of night out is what has put me off drinking, really. I'm much happier for it though.

We partied for a solid 33 hours before finally being defeated. The problem with partying for long periods like this is that as soon as you run out of booze your hangover kicks in, you also realise that you will have to walk to the off-licence to refuel. It is a bastard trying to get fags and booze at ten in the morning whilst pissed and looking like shit.

33 hours? What a whimp! *ducks*

The idea is, in order to get a hangover, you have to sober up. You obviously weren't trying hard enough.

Hello? Enough with the Brittish, in scotland pubs are open until at least 12.30, a good hour longer than England. And in Edinburgh, the hours can be even longer especially during the festival. On my friends birthday we went to from a club to get pizza at 4 in the morning, before heading back to a pub that had opened at 5. And as for partying, someone going to show me a good time? The longest I've gone was 24hrs for graduation, so I'm up for offers.

I went from the last day celebration of a holiday camp -the one on which I met my wife, a full night- straight to to the introduction weekend of my tech school. Not having slept the night before the party, and the evening I arrived on at the Intro being the "movie & dropping" night, I calculate to have been awake for 56 hrs, at the least, at varieing stages of drunkenness along the way. It also was followed by my longest recorded sleep so far. Having led my "company" back to the camp in record time (feeling bloody grumpy, sore, and tired) at 04.50, I turned in(to my sleeping bag, right on bumpy soil) only to awake some two hours after dinnertime the next day, 14 hrs. later.... And much, much sorer....

Well, I'm impressed!

Don't be, I feel damn stupid about it now. But it happened....

There is nothing worse than waking up after a huge sesh. Your memory has gone - you try to fill in the blanks but nothing becomes clear, you try and think of logical explainations of how you ended up so bruised and battered. (U.D.A's are a bastard).

Nobody likes a visit from the Beer Monkey. It comes in the night steals your money, kicks you around and then shits in your gob.

It is probably worse not to wake up from a huge sesh - but I wouldn't know as I always seem to wake up, more's the pity. However I think waking up still beats not waking up hands down. - I think!

Fortytwo or is it fortythree who cares, more beer please !!!

At primary school, I used to have a teacher called Mrs. Beverage. It's only just struck me how this could have altered my life.

man that is cool. Subliminal like.