
So here it was. A pint of Theakston Best Bitter.
Followed by?



Meanwhile, youth meets age when this gentleman petted the pub's baby dog.
The dog had a limp due to playing too rough with the locals.
Any resemblance between characters described here and genuine businessmen is purely coincidental. Thanks to Google for being so ruthlessly commercial that they actually give people things they want. This site unmonitored since 2006.
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Actually I believe it was Wandsworth, not Chiswick.
You could walk all along and there was a boat ramp alongside a large pub near the next bridge(Regents?).
Somebody actually does brew in Chiswick; can't quite remember who.
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