Does anyone remember barley wine ? (came in gold cans IIRC), excellent stuff. About the same colour and consistency as the rose-hip syrup that was administered by the spoonful "when I were a lad".
In my adolescence I lived in Hertfordshire. An exciting childhood near Watford, among other Oxhey morons... There was a chap who used to go into a pub in Watford High Street near the Benskins brewery every lunchtime. He would down nine tots (ie three pints) of Colne Spring Ale and then walk away without bumping into the street furniture. Very impressive.
I knew there was a reason we spoke the same language Peter..
I grew up just down the road in Harrow
The chap you speak of could well have been my grandfather
Knowing him, he was probably out on test drive of a Jaguar when he got thirsty….
