I knew my dad was a fan so I brought back a bottle for him and one for myself. I was living at home at the time, so my bottle was kept in the folk's fridge. My brother, Lional Flip-Due, being the beer theif that he is, was warned not to drink it as I couldn't get any over here in the UK. I saved it for a special moment.
When that moment finally came (not sure what it was now - must have been something VERY special), I went to the fridge only to find my Amstel had gone! I accused Flip-Due of all sorts, although he denied it. Turns out that my Dad had drunk it thinking it was his not realising that he'd already drunk his a while back.
Since then I have searched every known supermarket, any off-licence I pass by (from Cornwall to London) and even Lanzarotie, with no joy. Every time I go to a supermarket I check the drinks section for it, but its never there.
A dull story I realise, but hopefully it gives you an idea of just how happy I am that I found it on sale today in Asda! On spotting it I raised my arms in joy and rushed off to find Becks (my fiancee, not the bottled beer) to see if I could get it using the food money (I couldn't afford it myself) - how could she say no to my excited grin!
I'm now enjoying it as I type. Mmmmmm
As an aside, I'm loving how I got the bottle top in the picture to shine like that, making it irresistible. I could make Marks & Spencers food adverts with a talent like that!
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