The steward at my local watering hole advised me of a new arrival in the gin section last night, Hoxton Gin, infused with grapefruit and coconut, served long with fever tree naturally light tonic and slice of grapefruit.

I though it was a jolly refreshing drop, Bernard however suggested that it bordered on a cocktail, was suspiciously camp and definitely too european for our small south coast village and if I wanted to drink such things Brighton was but a short train ride away.

Obviously I apologised immediately to Bernard for the shock caused and advised that I deferred to him on all matters camp and Brighton given he spent his formative years as a active resident.