Two weeks ago, I was on WhatsApp, lazily chatting with a friend from my London days, Alan. Alan’s tipple of choice had always been Guinness - but the night before, he had not been able to find a pint of the black stuff in any of his local pubs.
Not because they were closed. Not because their tap was broken. But because they've hit their weekly ration lim…
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