After one of the most surreal two days I've spent in rooms of men wearing suits I was looking forward to sitting down at home and enjoying a couple of nutty brown ales.
Sadly, that was not to be. Brussels Airlines decided to add a 90 minute delay to the 50 minute flight back from Geneva. The captain thought this was acceptable on the grounds that they had started the day with a three hour delay. Frankly, the whole things stinks of incompetence to me. Belgium's flag carrier used to be called Sabena, which I was always told was an acronym for "Such a bloody experience - never again". I think they should take a good long look at Easyjet, which seems to use the same planes in the same configurations but actually keeps to its published schedules.
I got back late to find that the top of one of the bottles had been chipped and its contents seemed to be undergoing a third fermentation. Frankly, it looked like brown sick when I poured it, so I tried another bottle which went down like a dream. It's not a quaffing beer as it's got real body and flavour. It's something to savour slowly, perhaps with a bit of cheese or some nice Swedish crackers.
Im sure that some of Waterloo's other offerings will be appearing in my shopping basket later this week. The
Tripel 7 looks very tasty.