My Verdict on American Mead (Honey Wine)

Fair enough. I remember drinking mead with Sue Weaver, and her twitting me on my literary bias towards (that I should find "exquisite/delicious") the heroic substance-drink. Mr. Brown is not so perplexed--and much more evenly judicious than I was at three and twenty. But in general I may say, that I find the British national characteristic (if they have one), of being cute about alcoholic drink, to be distasteful (childish, in a neurotic, smart-ass/petulant sort of way); rather like their unpleasantly, too-specifically feculent toilet humour, and their quite disobliging presumption of your bad faith in complimenting them. Come to think of it, those are the attributes of ill-bred children.