The annual St. Ives, Cornwall Beer Festival staggered into town last weekend. It is
timed to coincide with the late May Bank Holiday but some old bat has hijacked
this year's bank holiday for her own nefarious purposes. Undeterred, hardened
alcoholics from all over flocked to the Guildhall in search of a drop of the
good stuff.
Unfortunately, Vile Jelly was incarcerated in the Sloop torture chambers for
almost the entire duration of the Beer Festival but the Reporting Team did
managed to shin down a drainpipe and sneak off to sample the wares.
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Firstly, we would like to point out that despite scurrilous
rumours we are not chronic alcoholics. The reason we are at the Beer
Festival at 11 a.m. on Friday is because
a) it's the only time we have off work and ...
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b) ... free beer!! |
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And here is the end result of a good time at the beerfest.
Well the start of the end, well if not the start of the end, or
possibly the end of the beginning ...
My head hurts, I need a drink ...
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The whole thing about a good beerfest is that you don't want
the authorities turning up and putting a crimp on things ...
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Uh-oh! It's the all new Mrs. Mayor, Joan Tanner. |
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Right, well, let's see what she can do. |
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Meanwhile the bouncers step in to prevent any trouble ... |
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... unfortunately failing to prevent the anti-bollards
protesters moving in! |
Will the Mayor survive the hecklers?
What tricks has she got up her sleeves?
And
Whose round is it anyway?
Time for another (page).
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