The beer I had for breakfast was a bottle of Mad Dog

Last year, several people complained about the lack of observations on here from the redoubtable Pintwatch. No one complained about the lack of general observations and drivel but Pintwatch, it seems, was missed.

The trouble is, of course, that Pintwatch mostly has things to say while in the pub and (normally) away from a computer. Accordingly, Pintwatch has struck off in a bid for independence and can now be found here:

http://twitter.com/pintwatch

Pintwatch is a single-minded soul, so you are warned not to follow if you don't wish to hear largely about beer. Or pubs. Or, occasionally, the lack of beer. Or pubs.

Pintwatch is also a little unsure of twitter etiquette as yet, so is not following even those of you whose twitter IDs it knows. Advice welcome :)

And that was called love for the workers in song

It's Friday, and it's about 3 o'clock. It's time to go underneath the covers (with the lights out).

Following an overwhelming response last week (one person replied, they said yes) I've taken the file info out of the mp3, so your media player can't accidentally give the game away.

I always recommend listening to a cover version without knowing what or who it is, so click on the link before reading ahead...

Link to cover version expired

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