There’s no use in hiding from it... I’m old. It will very shortly, be the year in which I turn 26! Youd turned 26 just last month, and now look at him! All haggard and grey. I’ll be old enough to be a Granddad for Chrissakes - no doubt Mr. Youd already has a couple of dozen little Youd’s running around the various coastal towns of Yorkshire, but me? I’m a young man surely? It seems only yesterday I was ripping the sheets off my bed to stuff in the washer at 5am, lest anyone find the soiled remains... Wait a minute that WAS last week.

My wheezing old age has in fact got so bad I’ve had to elicit the help of a Guest Writer for this week’s review - Tell No One. The man in question is Mr. Paul Coombs. Watch this space for a possible residency (Member’s page) - if he passes the LMU initiation process (a Power Hour) in the New Year that is. My 2 Pints comes from a pub Paul and myself both enjoy... The Salutation in Hammersmith is our after-work local and offers a bit more than your average drinking-wagon. Meanwhile, Gazz delights us with Part Three (we now know - of four) of the Equilibrium series. This time Gazz starts his ‘training’ at The Institute.

Be well John Spartan x