I used to be bitter but now I'll drink anything
The road to selfie fulfillment It was three years ago that I started taking selfies whenever I stopped off for a beer on my way home. I would take a picture of myself enjoying whichever beer I’d chosen, sometimes one of the pub, and I would upload those pictures to social media along with comments about the beer, the pub and whatever changes I observed in both. I’d been doing my drinking this way ever since starting work at Roehampton University, some four years earlier. My long commute there and back involved changing trains at Clapham Junction and one evening, when my train got cancelled I decided, rather than sit for half an hour and wait for the next one, to wander out of the station and find somewhere to have a pint. Just a short walk up St John’s Hill I found the Falcon, a large Victorian London pub with snob screens, an island bar, etched mirrors and a large range of ales. The next week I did the same thing again and gradually, over time, my visits became t