Sunday, June 24, 2007

Traditional Sunday-I Got Roasted.

Er...wait on....'Stopped into a church, I found along the way....'

'Well I got down on my stool, and I began to drink.'
I guess Bugs Bunny wouldn't enjoy this corner of Yorkshire.
The beer was fresh, tasty, cheap and came from an Oak barrel. The siren behind the bar sang a song of how good the rabbit pie was, but I was saving money and anyway, Sunday Lunch was already arranged.

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