I was talking to our cellar man about the sad demise of Pitchfork ale (gone bust apparently) and how it was always the good who die young, then he informed me that the ale 'Summer Lightening' got its name from a story by G.K. Chesterton (I think).
I try not to drink ales with stupid names. I wonder why brewers name their beers stupidly. We have one local beer called 'Piston Broke' and that is an illusion to the engineer I.K. Brunel, I think. There is another beer which I refuse to drink called, 'Cripple Cock'. The label is a male chicken walking with the aid of a crutch. Very funny.
On the other end of the nominal spectrum, there is a very good beer which sometimes turns up, called simply, 'Beer'. Ordering a pint of it is still irritating, because even the seasoned bar staff often ask, "Which one?" before they understand. There is usually a panic-inducing 4-second wait between asking for it and watching it being poured.
Eventually I struck upon the above title as a name for a beer which alludes to more than just an amusing book by Jerome K Jerome. Well, I thought it was funny anyway, but I had - by that time - consumed two and a half pints of Mother Ludlam's Hole.
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