In a slightly loose connection to one of my two and a half part-time jobs, I was offered the opportunity to do some work at the Norwich Beer Festival. The job involved meeting, greeting and fundraising, with a strong possibility that the organisers would provide refreshments.

I looked at my diary. I’m a busy man. There is the ironing to do and it’s half term. The teenagers will need feeding.

I declined the offer, despite the chance of meeting Steve looking for hair care products. After all, what’s the fun in working at a beer festival?

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