My First Drink With My Son
I was reading an article last night about fathers and sons, and memories came flooding back of the time I took my son out for his first pint.
Off we went to our local pub which is only round the corner from the house.
I got him a Guinness. He didn't like it, so I drank it.
Then I got him a Stella, he didn't like that either, so I drank it.
It was the same with the Fosters and the Newcastle Broiwn.
I thought maybe he'd like whiskey better than beer so we tried a few of those.
He didn't.
By the time I decided he just didn't like to drink,
I could hardly push the pram back home.