Three Wise Men, A Teynham Xmas Story

Last night three wise men stood at the sacred shrine to imbibing, held at the most holy sanctuary of the faithful, the Dover Castle Inn. Gold ,frankincense and myrrh was not available but Xmas ale,vino and a home made version of Baileys Irish Cream. Our congregation was joined by a little Hobbit,whose name was Steve, and was already sailing three sheets to the wind. We touched on the current topics of the day,and the prophecies of the second coming (that is local gossip and whom is doing who) and then departed into the night around one in the morning feeling a little bit wiser.

Golden nectar arrived in post this morning, a rare 12 year old malt whisky.