Too late mate- my ex practically lived in her Carrhart's range coat from Sheplers, after we did Mousetown in 2003.
As you will have noticed Carrharts is no longer honest durable workwear but a high fashion statement of some kind. They have a shop in Covent Garden (shudder) .
And my first pair of jeans were Wranglers from Milletts , aged about ten. So, previous century then... :eatsgun:
You folks are starting to scare me. Carhartt as fashion........the nerve of you people.
Good lord the next thing you know, all the tacticool gear will become the rage and you will be driving trucks and suv’s....
Bud Light is great for hunting trips, social gatherings with masses of people, and not much else. It is basically the Coke of beers. It has been a few months since I have had one. I prefer my Bourbon, Japanese Whisky, Rum, or Scotch. The hipsters have at least not fecked those up.
Up-thread there were a few mentions of Wychwood Hobgoblin. I'm a fan on tap, which is not that frequently seen, but not in bottle. There were instances during the World Cup though, where I found a bottle of their King Goblin - 6.6 abv - just about did the business when I was twitchy during the second half of England's games - and I'm a Welshman!
As for Bud, it wasn't England's choice at the World Cup, it was the World Cup's choice. They made special advertising plastic glasses for use at the matches and it was everywhere at the Russian grounds. Me? I get it as a freebee from my local Indian takeaway, it piles up in the bottom of our fridge, then we drink it when her indoors complains - quite refreshing pop, but not to be confused with beer.
If having a couple of pints of nice tasting beer in salubrious surroundings before leaving Brewdog Shoreditch and hitting bars rammed pack full of 18-24 cluunge - maybe a couple of games of ping pong, crazy golf, or darts before heading back to the King’s College London halls to treat someone’s labia like a chew toy is more your thing then I suspect your brewery is not what you are looking for.
Uggs were originally for poor people. Now they're over a hundred quid a throw. Same as Doc Martins and those horrendous red Nike trainers costing a weeks wages. Give me a pair of pumps any time.
And on the beer front Doom Bar was a good pint when brewed in Cornwall, but now Northampton got it's mitts on it and buggered it up.