Showing posts with label Heineken. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Heineken. Show all posts

Monday, 12 September 2022

Orchard Thieves

I saw this bar mat in a pub in the Isle of Wight. I had already drunk my share of beer, so i did not try the cider, but I wanted to try it just for the name. Orchard Thieves sounds sovery cool. I think cider is an autumnal drink, because it's made from apples, the autumnal fruit if there is one I also associate foxes with autumn, because of their fiery colours. So I will try to find this cider somewhere, so I can drink it this season. Even though it's owned by Heineken. I'm terrible.

Sunday, 10 May 2020

Heineken 007

A few months ago, before the lockdown, I bought a beer. A Heineken. I never drink Heineken usually, unless somebody offers me one at a party and I cannot refuse, or if there's absolutely nothing else in the cooler. It is an insipid, tasteless lager, the most lagerish lager one can ever find. Yet I bought it and drank it. I will let you guess why and it must be very easy for you to find out. (And no, it is not because there was about a litre of beer in that bottle). Yup, it is because it sponsors No Time to Die, the last James Bond. I literally bought this Heineken for the bottle, far more stylish than it usually is with Bond's silouhette on it, and the sponsorship. Since the film have been postponed, I might as well. And yes I know: I am shameless.