CHEERS

Becks in action. Return of the pint. Pubageddon. Drinkpocalypse. Yes the UK resumed service, outside anyway, in Pubs up and down the country. 

In Hornchurch (probably) a man wearing a fisherman's waistcoat had a pint of John Smith's in a JD Wetherspoons at the crack of dawn. In Shoreditch (possibly) pub 'bants' resumed around tea time outside the Nail Gun Arms. In Huddersfield (presumably) a group of builders wolfed down a full english accompanied by pints of Guinness. In Richmond (allegedly) a table full of upwardly mobile rugby shirt wearing pals quaffed draught Peroni whilst sitting on a pub bench overlooking the passing rowing clubs.

It's funny that us pub goers can so easily pick up where we left off and happily accept paying 400% more for a pint than we have been doing over the last months at home via the off license. We do this because a pint in the pub is about more than a pint in the pub. It's hard to explain but a pub pint just feels different. There's a ritual to it, a familiarity and a custom about the whole process.

The Pub is a particularly British creature; I'm not talking about bars I'm talking Public Houses. I welcome the stage one reopening and look forward to a full reopening in the near future. This should help reduce the number of pubs that have gone to the wall systematically in localities country wide. It's important that our pubs thrive as its a cultural touchstone and one of the last bastions of real community. Cheers.