A cocked ale

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10 April

Not something that you would want in a cosy village pub, whereas it would be fine in a cellar bar.

For those keen on monastic brews, I have seen some prices, in a special list in a hidden-away pub (the sort that you might struggle to stumble across again), that might knock the holiest of smiles into a frown, and even an offer of a tasting session, again with a price that, except for those really keen on their high-alcohol tipple, might cause a frown.

Cocteau, of course, was someone else, and could irritatingly turn his hand to most things, from film-direction to writing, though he, too, had a weakness, as with Edouard Dermithein Melville's making Les Enfants Terribles (1950), for pushing his favourite players onto another who had to work with them. Without being a composer, he even had a hand in the existence of Les Six.


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