So, you could have knocked me down with a feather when we got back from the parade on Saturday evening to find a message saying I'd won the 'beer prize'! Well, how nice, I said to L, I expect it'll be a bottle or two of that local beer.
After her Pilates class this morning L went to collect the beer prize for me, and came staggering home under the weight of no less than six bottles of Little Valley Brewery beer, each one different. I especially like the way each one has a different coloured top. Click to enlarge to see them in their full glory.
At the age of 48 my first ever prize draw win! And it's something I really like. Thankyou.
Now back to the job application.
Handmade Parade photos coming soon.
12 comments:
aaaaah! (finally discovered I can comment using Safari but no Chrome, very odd)
So. Are you thinking of saving some for visitors? ;-)
rr - so glad you can comment at last! yes, of course we shall save some for the visitor you are thinking of!!
...or visitors... just realised you might not be the only one interested in beer these days!
I once won a six-foot pink bunny. I was about 35 at the time. So lucky. My children were delighted. I wasn't quite so thrilled...
(Isabelle, not really Anon)
I wouldn't waste such a superior brew on, uh, younger guests. My only ever raffle win was a bottle of Brut aftershave.
Apart from the sheer pleasure of drinking these (I'm particularly drawn by the ginger one and the stout) - reading the Signs here, this is all wonderfully auspicious. You're a winner now. Innit!
Gives one hope, winning things - maybe it's the start of a lucky phase! Vivien
Organic, too! That's quite a six-pack. Do let us know how they taste -- the names are very intriguing.
Yum. Those look good.
The only thing I ever won was a huge knitted golliwog, when I was 7 or 8. I was appalled and humiliated because I felt I was too old for such things. I like to think I was even then subliminally aware of what's wrong with golliwogs, although my teachers and parents certainly weren't...
I once won a toy red London bus at a fete. I was about 5 and it was what I wanted more than anything. Sadly it's been downhill all the way since, and I've never won anything much again, oh, except a box of fruit at another fete when we were on holiday, and then I near enough correctly guessed there were 329 Smarties in a rather pretty glass jar. So I guess I mustn't grumble.
The ginger one would be the one I'd save till last... Bravo and enjoy!
Thanks all - I really should post good news more often!
It's the wheat beer that is intriguing me...
Hah! I thought that one said "hoor ale".... HAHAHAHA!
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