First Beer
Saturday the 14th of July 2007
My first beer was probably West End Draught, when I was four. I didn’t like it.
Daniel tried to get hold of a Guinness in Kalgoorlie. We dabbed some foam on his nose, but denied him beery goodness. He can wait till he’s at least old enough to secretly try some himself: four.
By Richard, 3 days, 22 hours after the fact
Oh my, I can imagine Daniel finding this entry one day and it makes me laugh - a generation of children having access to their parents blogs. Daniel will be able to read how mum experienced carrying him. He’ll be able to read his father’s obsession with beer and whiskey and Babylon 5.
I forsee a new specialist area of mental health care professionals.
Fantastic!