I had to walk to Lewes a 2nd time. The sole of 1 of my shoes got loose.
It might give me the opportunity this time to visit the brewery.
I’m selling your beers, I told the people in the brewery-store. In Amsterdam.
As if that was interesting.
I could buy their beers. I couldn’t visit the brewery. I could buy a T. £ 5,-.
I went to the other side of the street. A small pub. I drank some ales.