On Friday 14th August 2020, I went out for a pint, an event that was once so mundane but now a radical move in a world gone mad. There was anxiety, fear, and a questioning of everything. There were rules to follow.  But, at the end of it all was beer, lovely beer.

Where did I go, I hear you ask.  Well, being from Belfast and having zero faith in our own local government, I took a short hop over the Irish Sea for a quick socially distant embrace of the Glasgow craft beer scene. The city seems to have itself in order. READ MORE