Things ancient and modern....

Now the Beard is among those of us who remmeber a golden age, a time of plenty, where peace, love and understanding ruled... no, sorry, actually I don't.... but the other day I had the good fortune to be in one of those few pubs which actually publicise it prices on the pumps, and was surprised by many of them... not least the IPA at a quid and a half for a pint.... but it was only then that i realised that cider had undergone a change.... now, back in the long ago, when the beard was just able to legally imbibe, cider was the chosen drink of the student, mainly due to two things... its higher than beer alcohol content, and its cheapness.... but nowadays, tying in with the reinvntion of perry as pear cider, cider itself is more expensive than beer.... just aas diesel was once quite a bit cheaper than petrol.... one day i am sure that beans will outprice caviare.... but i digress.... for once though, I have not forgotten the point that the beard wished to make, as there actually was no point, except to say that times change, things change, and one day, so will my underpants... suffice it to say, th carvery at the plue of feathers was well received by two weary travellers, and the Birmingham museum and art gallery was very welcoming.... the Matthew Boulton exhibition i found especially stimulating.... and one of the paintings in the round room, well, all i can say is that it bears further study, specially for those of us with arthurian, wagnerian, masonic, templar or grailian bents.... on top of this, the beard is extremely happy, with loneliness no longer being the default position.... and after wowing everyone with a display of dancing on sundy night, after three meat and one veg samosas, and numerous diet pepsis, the beard can only say that those who believe him to be a closet party animal are only possibly mistaken.... but yetagain i digress..... haikus are on thecards (quite literally) as is a treatise on treats, but chocolate flavour swedish glace ( a non dairy ice cream like confection) is beckoning me even at this late hour.. so off to beddy byes goes the beard... so it just remains to say, until we all realise that syllabls are worth counting, Wisebeard salutes you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!