Showing posts with label hip flasks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hip flasks. Show all posts

Friday, 3 February 2012

The Quick Friday Post, featuring Hip Flask Cool Update


A little while ago I posted a tribute to hip flasks, in which I said something along the lines of “hip flasks are cool, and if you have one, that makes you cool”. Well, while mindlessly trawling the internet I found this.

 
Conclusive proof, I think you’ll agree. 

It’s Friday again, and time for a look ahead to this weekend. My weekend actually started last night, because Thursday is the new Friday, even if you have to work on Friday (as I do), because Fridays don’t really count, do they? Unless, I don’t know, you’ve got a proper job or something.

Thursdays are great nights to go out drinking because it’s quiet. No, it’s not the same as mad Friday when everyone’s jumping out of their skins with excitement at having survived the week, or Saturday where you can drink all day if you want, but on Thursday you can go wherever you want and have a quiet drink because everyone else is saving themselves for Friday.

Frankly, I haven’t been Thursday drinking for a while, but Brenda and I needed to do a mini tour of a few pubs that we were thinking of incorporating into our wedding, and we’d persuaded a couple of friends to join us.

We had a few nice pints of ale and I also had a bottle of Peroni Gran Riserva, which is a lager I haven’t seen before. It’s alcohol content is 6.6%, so that was quite good, and I thought it was worth mentioning.

Tomorrow Brenda and I are hosting a belated birthday party with the theme of ‘games night’. It’s basically an excuse to gather a few friends and dip into my alcohol collection. Tonight we’ll be stocking up on food and a few booze staples that I’m running short of – white rum, dark rum, beer, and maybe some wine and something else. We were paid at the start of the week, so this is that period where I can splash out a bit before money-panic sets in for the rest of the month.

So whatever you’re up to –especially if you’re coming to our party – have fun. I’ll see you next week for more comment, discussion and rambling.

Thursday, 12 January 2012

A tribute to hip flasks

Hip flasks are ace, aren’t they? Have you got one? Everyone should have at least one – are you skint, but you need to go out? Are you going somewhere that the drinks are going to be too expensive? Are you going somewhere dull? Can you not stand the 8 deep queue at the bar? Do you need to smuggle booze into somewhere?

If you answered yes to any of those questions, then the hip flask is for you. It’s the acceptable, covert side of hard drinking.

I still remember (in fact I still have) my first one. Brenda bought it for me on our first anniversary (of going out). It was engraved with my initials, and a special message. I’d thought we weren’t buying each other anything. That didn’t go down well, and our evening out ended in tears. She still reminds me of it sometimes.




As I say, I still have it, but I can’t use it anymore. After a while it developed a cool dent, and soon after that it developed a tiny hole in the bottom. I used it to smuggle vodka around town when the amount of alcohol I could afford wasn’t commensurate with the amount I wanted to drink. I also used it to smuggle vodka into the Leeds Festival because I didn’t want to bother weaving into crowds of drunks carrying overpriced cups of Carling, before weaving out again to visit the legendary facilities.

A tip for you: if you carry a bag, you can put your hip flask in the pocket of your combat pants – they are contoured to comfortably and discreetly fit against your body. Security will search your bag for alcohol, but never think that you could be carrying it in your trousers. Happy days.

The hip flask I have now is larger, and has the advantage of a cap that is secured to the flask itself in just the right position to ensure you can screw it back on easily every time.


Weddings, sporting events, work (or maybe not), shopping trips… you name it, there is no occasion or activity that isn’t enlivened by the presence a small booze capsule, snugly concealed inside your jacket or trou.

And now; over to you. If you can be bothered, please post a picture of your hip flask, or a picture of you enjoying a crafty tug on your hip flask, and maybe mention what you like to put in it. There’s no incentive for you to do so besides looking cool. Because hip flasks are cool, and by association, by owning one, you too, are cool. And that’s a fact.