Ok, I confess. I’m a sports nerd. I love nothing more than to pair a pint with a good sporting event on the screen; preferably footy (my love of Leeds United has been more than adequately logged here).
Recently, I’ve been watching the Olympics as default – getting behind Team GB as they rack up what can only be described as an impressive medal haul. I’m loving it. Really.
But one thing really made me smile today . Enjoying a pint of Castle Rock Mole (and a very nice pint at that...) at lunch in Foley’s I read in...lets just say a popular, red-top tabloid – that “...Despite winning Yngling Gold, sailor Pippa Wilson has found time to make bread for the British Team down in Quingdao so they can enjoy Jam Sandwiches”.
I guffawed and raised my pint. Bread's an effort on it's own without knowing you've got to go out and win an Olympic gold, for Christ's sake! Well done, Team GB, and keep up the British End, so to speak.
Jam Sarnies. Priceless.