Always love kicking back after a long week and crackin a cold Great Northern, watching the footy is incomplete if I don’t have one of the beauties. Absolutely would recommend as they are delicious. If you don’t like them, beer ain’t for you

So after a number of years on heavies (Carlton Draught) I dropped down to a mid-strength. First off, I tried going with Carlton Mids as it was the logical shift down from the Draughts.Unfortunately, though, it gave me gas. Like... a ridiculous amount of gas. So much gas, in fact, that I was awake half the night running to the toilet thinking I was going to destroy the porcelain only to let off what would have easily woken the neighbours in a panic thinking the apocalypse had begun. This might not sound impressive, though we're on an acreage and the closest neighbours are about 500 metres or so away.I did think this Gaseous Clay episode might've been a result of the large plate of barbecued meats I'd eaten for dinner, however it happened the next night, too. And ... MoreSo after a number of years on heavies (Carlton Draught) I dropped down to a mid-strength. First off, I tried going with Carlton Mids as it was the logical shift down from the Draughts.Unfortunately, though, it gave me gas. Like... a ridiculous amount of gas. So much gas, in fact, that I was awake half the night running to the toilet thinking I was going to destroy the porcelain only to let off what would have easily woken the neighbours in a panic thinking the apocalypse had begun. This might not sound impressive, though we're on an acreage and the closest neighbours are about 500 metres or so away.I did think this Gaseous Clay episode might've been a result of the large plate of barbecued meats I'd eaten for dinner, however it happened the next night, too. And the next. Carlton Mids had officially beaten my bowels.Then, as if the universe and I became one for a fleeting moment, I was in the local bottle-o and literally stubbed my toe on a Great Northern Super Crisp block that was sitting on the floor. I was intrigued, and as such purchased it.Well, ladies and gentlemen, hitting several of these in a last-ditch effort to get on the mids was precisely what was needed, and I can say with a sincere happiness that there was no bubble gut situation whatsoever between my head hitting the pillow and waking up to the gentle, pleasant aroma of bacon and eggs being cooked on the barbecue the following morning.That was 2 years ago, and I haven't looked back since.

I enjoy sitting back in my leather-bound recliner watching an episode of Antique Roadshow and wistfully pouring a glass of Great Northern beer in a nice 1930s Pilsener glass.The simple pleasures in life!