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Since when is it too much trouble to serve proper tomato juice?

Big Tom? Really?

12 July 2014

9:00 AM

12 July 2014

9:00 AM

‘I have a feeling,’ said my father, ‘that this evening is not going to go well.’

We were sitting in the bar of a local fish restaurant near my parents’ home having pre-dinner drinks, and I was throwing a wobbly because my tomato juice wasn’t right.

I had arrived at the table after putting my order in as I went off to park the car, only to find a drink in a bottle called Big Tom sitting on the table.

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