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| Myself and the lady barmaid lady behind the bar |
Last week I stayed in a place which translated as Hotel Wine. I was offered a dram of whisky in reception. I was told the bar had more than 400 different malts. My room was called Freixenet.
Today I was "backstage" at the St Patrick's celebrations in Trafalgar Square, and yes, the free Guinness was flowing like water. I had a diet coke.
Is this some kind of cosmic joke?
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