Bottomless Brunch = Death

Sometimes in life, everything comes together to make a perfect day of drinking. St Patrick's Day, on a Saturday with the last day of the Six Nations. Drinking Nirvana. We started things off by doing a bottomless brunch in front of the Scotland vs. Italy game. Coming to think of it, this was a poor … Continue reading Bottomless Brunch = Death


Wales vs Italy

The day after my big old stint in the Jolly Gardeners I was feeling pretty ropey but had promised Esther that we'd watch the Wales game in the pub. She'd had to work throughout the day and was gutted to miss out on the rugby. As a Welsh exile though she was more than keen … Continue reading Wales vs Italy

Six Nations: Week 4. Pub day

Week four of the Six Nations had finally arrived after a weekend without rugby. Before the egg chasing started though, Manchester United were hosting Liverpool in the Premier League. Ready for a super sport day, Murray, Shea and I decided to set up camp in The Jolly Gardeners in Putney. All the tables were booked … Continue reading Six Nations: Week 4. Pub day

Six Nations – First Weekend

The Six Nations started at the weekend which is always a fantastic excuse to rally the troops and drink copious amounts of alcohol. For the first weekend of the tournament, we were housed by Bag in his flat in Bristol. I decided that I was just going to drink a load of mass-produce lager and … Continue reading Six Nations – First Weekend