Drank them yesterday in a caravan in Exmouth with the family whilst watching Eurovision, I remember the first two, then laughing too much at the TV. I know it's strong stuff, but I'm sure the winner had a beard.
Oh blimey yes my missus caught me doing my "wtf..." face the other night when this lady(?) was on the telly next to Scott Mills. It makes me think of the time when Eurovision was an event - I used to stay in and watch it with my whole family and Terry Wogan was presenting. The acts used to be crap but hilarious. Now they are crap and bland.
But back to the original topic - I've been getting a taste for Dutch beer Grolsch lately. It might have something to do with the satisfying pop you get when you flip open that lever