By 2pm yesterday, the flat was unbearable.
There's a tiny local park halfway between here and the Moor Brewery Tap so we grabbed our books, called in at the pasty shop to grab a lunch and went and sat amongst the trees.
Definitely the right decision. We were entertained by a small, but winning mutt who dropped a ball at our feet and turned big puppy eyes on us as we tried to ignore him. When one of us finally caved and kicked the ball, the dog did a twirl of excitement before running madly to catch it.
Other than this, the park was quiet and, whilst the benches weren't the most comfortable in the world, it was an infinitely better way to spend 90mins than in the flat.
Around 3.30pm and after a little bit of a Twitter exchange, we strolled up to the tap. The first thing the bar manager asked was "before you order anything else, can I get you some water?"
We'd already drunk a bottle with our lunch so we were fine, but what a brilliant way to be greeted. A lot of the customers were taking him up on the offer.
This is another one of our favourite places to drink superb beer. The staff know their stuff. Even though we're not there each week, they know who we are. Every beer style they make is distinct and, even if you don't like that style, you know it's a good version of the style. That's quite a feat.
Eventually, we decided to risk the "garden" in the hope there might be a bit of moving air. Actually, it was starting to cool a little and we even had an extra one to prolong the stay.
Today we're meeting friends at a taproom and there's, obviously, a good choice around. But even so, I don't think they'll be quite as perfect as Moor.
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