First Pimm's

Earlier this month, we went to a local fayre. It was a fairly hot day, and a sunny one at that, so my wife felt like drinking Pimm's. She doesn't like alcohol much, she doesn't drink much, if at all. I often end up finishing her drinks. But there are a few drinks she sometimes enjoy the taste of, once in a blue moon, and Pimm's is one of them. Probably because it tastes like fruit juice. We were with a friend, so I ordered two pints of Pimm's for the ladies and one beer for me, which I carried over our table thanks to some cardboard cup holders. Getting the drinks from the stand was a short but epic journey. So yeah, first Pimm's of the year.