In which G.M. Norton marks the periodical’s 3rd birthday by getting sozzled.
Another year has flown by here at Norton of Morton as this periodical has reached the ripe old age of three.
Every single Saturday without fail, at precisely 4 o’clock in the afternoon, the latest slice of Norton of Morton goodness has arrived. Of course, I like to think that this is your highlight of the week. That you gather together your loved ones and crowd around an illuminated electronic screen to guffaw at my latest shenanigans.
Thankfully, I had something to mark this most auspicious of occasions in the form of a gift from Blighty’s number one craft beer club, Flavourly.




