I had a late lunch today and needed a drink that I chug along with the calzone I was going to wolf down before I scampered back to the work shop to play with power tools some more. When I opened the fridge this bottle of Rolling Rock was in the front and I thought, Why not?

You’re probably thinking of plenty of reasons not to, but I was in a hurry, as I said. I also needed a non-alcoholic drink, and Rolling Rock is so close to non-alcoholic as to make no difference. Finally, I can’t remember the last time I drank a Rolling Rock. It was so long ago that I couldn’t recall what it tasted like, so it must not have been all that bad. I popped it open and poured.

And you know what? It’s not all that bad. I wouldn’t say it’s great, but it’s actually a pretty good beer to drink ice-cold on a hot summer day after muscling power tools around all morning. I’d even call it refreshing. I wouldn’t pay more than four bits for a bottle, but I think that’s about what they charge for it, so I’m not worried.

In case you’re wondering why we even have Rolling Rock in our house: My Darling B has slugs. That’s not code for something: They’re in her garden, eating her vegetables. To get rid of slugs, you press a saucer into a little dimple you make in the ground, so the lip is even with or below ground level, then pour a little beer into it. Slugs love beer, and when the smell reaches them they come from all around to drink it. Trouble is, they can’t swim, so when they wade in to drink the beer, they drown. If you thought drinking was detrimental to people, that’s nothing compared to what it does to slugs. One drink – Good-bye!