"The neon coloured cider is Cheddar Valley - I drank loads once when a few esteemed musicians had a session in the clown. I played the first line to a load of tunes then fell off my stool. Little luke fell asleep in the corner."

LOL! That cider is sick and wrong. For some reason I thought that a proficiency at petanque would see me right at Aunt Sally. Mind you, I played again that night, in the dark, and wasn't too bad!