Keeping Positive

 Yesterday we decided that we needed to go and pick up our parcels from the Amazon locker.

We were both feeling a bit better and given the Locker is in a large hotel foyer we thought that it would make sense to get some fresh air whilst avoiding as many people as possible.

It felt strange to mask-up to get in the list again (and in the hotel foyer) - but obviously entirely necessary and appropriate.

Thankfully we saw relatively few people and we were grateful to be out in the sunshine.

When we got back we felt better for having stretched legs, and having collected a themometer (horse very much bolted, admittedly but there will be a next time) and a paper shredder (ordered before we felt unwell) to do a job we've been planning to do for ages.

I also actually started to feel like eating a real meal for the first time since Monday.

The boy had come back to a glass of red of an evening and offered one to me.  I realised I just didn't fancy it...maybe it was the sore throat, I don't know.  I did however think that a cool beer would be nice - as much to relieve the boredom of drinking fizzy water.

Unfortunately, the only beer in the fridge was some quite strong IPA, ESB or a porter or...a Big Drop Citra beer.

I declined the Big Drop and anything stronger or blacker so...another glass of water.

Once I'd cooked dinner I looked again at the beer offer and decided maybe I'd try the Big Drop after all. I know some people really like some of the 0% offerings out there but this is my fourth try (Harveys, Becks Blue, Nanny State precede it) but the best things I can say is that it does taste less sweet than others and so a bit more "grown up" but other than that, it is better than the others.

Ah well, it's hardly a serious problem - but I guess it's just a shame. I genuinely think that maybe you can't get an authentic brewed taste unless there's enough alcohol in there to produce it.

One of the very best things about where we live in Bristol is our immediate proximity to some of the best breweries and pubs you can imagine.  They're all even closer than the Amazon locker but it's just not appropriate to venture there.

More tea, vicar?