Drink Up

It was the school fete today. I was lured there under false pretences. You see, I was told that there would be a beer tent there. Now, you may want to raise questions about a beer tent at a Primary School fete, but that is beside the point. You see, I had lovely images of a certain organic beer tent that some of you know. A place where kegs of beer and cider reside. A place of relaxation. What we had was a gazebo with cans of Fosters and John Smiths. Lured I was, by a deceiptful deception of lies and misinformation (not that I am bitter!).