Ruby Mild - after having been drinking a pale ale made from English Cascade this afternoon, watching the country of my birth (Scotland) performing rather poorly on the rugby pitch. Not for the first time in 50-odd years, going all the way back to the days when Jesus E Drapptit played in the centres.
I remember my late father still in the 1960's shouting at a relatively tiny black and white screen, it went something like:
" Cum own, cum own, yesss, yesss, cum owaan scoatlund, ooooooooooooooh, Jesus E Drapptit".
Some things never change, you just get to see them better.