Cath C wrote:+1 for G&T.
No, I guess you don't read much about sake and soju here. I used to work for an alcohol company (those were the days... free bar at work...) and we would really only have targeted those in Japan and Korea.
I think I missed this one.
I worked for a really old school commodity brokers (founded like c.1650) and the hard-boiled east-ender 'tea lady' with her blue nylon 'house-coat' on would trundle around after lunch and have both tea and beer. Many people would have a beer at their desk with their lunch [a sani], and quite a few, more than one. I recall my first 'boss' (so SGn expression what!) Ron who chain-smoked Capstan full-strength untipped, and basically drank so much that from 11am he was usually in a coma, head-on-desk out cold by 2pm. One time he managed to trip over backwards and land arse first in a rubbish bin on the floor. He was so perfectly wedged in there that he simply couldn't get out, it was just a blur of flailing arms, an old cardigan and his beard.
Other times we use to buy 'rounds' from the pub directly opposite our building. Coming back with a tin tray with maybe 8 pints on it, crossing the road... This was a normal evening hehehe...
That was what the City was like, a p'd up gentleman's club, nothing much serious used to happen after lunch and bugger all on Thursday and Friday. Then of course the Yanks arrived (aka Big Bang) and changed everything.
Fun times
p.s. And to think I went into commodities because as an idealistic 'yoof' I thought stock-trading was too elitist (but on the LSE floor you had some brokerages where top-hats and tail-coats were still part of the uniform, and this was only 30-odd years ago! ... er Schroders for one I think... any broker that acted for the monarchy had that dress code IIRC)