Afternoon Pint
Afternoon Pint is a laid-back Canadian podcast hosted by Matt Conrad and Mike Tobin. Each episode, they invite a special guest to join them at a pub or microbrewery to get to know them a bit better. Conversations cover a wide range of topics, including Entrepreneurship, business, Arts, pop culture, music, science, society, Life stories, experiences, you get the idea...
Our aim is to create a show for everyone (even non-Canadians.) We create a welcoming atmosphere where guests can share their perspectives with transparency. Essentially, Afternoon Pint is like heading to the pub after work to catch up with some friends through your headphones or stereo. We are Nova Scotia's #2 podcast, but we pretend we are number 1!
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Afternoon Pint
Afternoon Pint Christmas Special - Christmas Stories, Music and More!
Time to crack open a bottle for this years Holiday Christmas Special. Join Matt & Mike as they get snowed in and tell each other Christmas tales that include the holiday spirit, cold beverages and music!
In this episode we tried to imitate when Christmas Specials were aired on the radio. It features an original song from the Afternoon Pint gang (Big thanks to Geoff on guitar!) and a closing song by extraordinary musician (and previous show guest) Jon Mullane.
Join us for a holiday celebration! and if you appreciated this episode Please donate to FEED NOVA SCOTIA. https://www.feednovascotia.ca/
Thank you to all of our listeners and we will see you again for Season 3 in 2025!
Cheers,
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MUSIC CREDITS
Thank you to Geoff Tobin for Original Acoustic Guitar Piece and Performance
Lyrics for (No Beer on Christmas) and Short Stories written by Mike
End Song - Jon Mullane - Holliday Star - https://open.spotify.com/album/13f3iQqQw35tsYlQU42Lzo
BACKGROUND MUSIC AND SOUND EFFECTS
Christmas (Holiday Harmony - Instrumental) https://pixabay.com/music/christmas-christmas-holiday-harmony-272169/
Christmas Story (Instrumental) https://pixabay.com/music/christmas-christmas-story-10783/
Short 1920s Charleston (Instrumental) https://pixabay.com/music/search/short%201920s/
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Cheers and welcome listeners to this special holiday edition of Afternoon Fight. I'm Mike Tobin.
Speaker 2:And I am Matt Conrad. Today we are recording from Mike's garage as the snow advisory closed the roads and no pubs are open.
Speaker 1:That's right, matt, and who do we have with?
Speaker 2:us today? No one. Laura Warren is supposed to be here, but she'd need a dog sled to find us. I'm not even sure if I can get out of here. I'll probably have to wait until the plow comes through. So we're stuck, yes, but at least we have the fine Nova Scotia craft beer, like this Great Roads Naughty or Nice Stout. That's cool.
Speaker 1:Matt, I'm drinking this cool and refreshing Bud Light.
Speaker 2:Bud Light.
Speaker 1:That's not even remotely craft beer, yes, but we need more sponsorship and money for our plans next season. So I'm aiming at the big dogs. Plus, Bud Light's crisp, smooth taste and delicate malt sweetness makes it fine for almost any occasion.
Speaker 2:Okay, so we might be stuck here for a while. Do you feel like doing another one of our multi-episode recaps? It's almost year-end.
Speaker 1:Nah, we talked a lot this season. Let's just shut up and enjoy our beers for a minute. Yeah, that's a good idea.
Speaker 2:Okay, so do you want to?
Speaker 1:cancel the show. We can't cancel the Christmas special. Man, I have an idea. Let's tell a good old-fashioned story or two that can help get listeners in the holiday spirit. Okay, now I really want to go home. Come on, man, let's just try one here. I'll go first. Welcome to the Yuletide Pint. I'm Mike Tobin and I'm Matt Conrad. First, a Christmas story of two dear lovers who sacrifice their most prized possession for each other. A heartwarming reminder that sometimes love means letting go of the things you hold dearest.
Speaker 2:Okay, we can do this, but can I?
Speaker 1:ask you to speak normal, sure man, sorry. Once upon a time in a quaint little, christmassy maritime village, there lived two souls who were deeply in love Jim, a humble carpenter, and Delilah, a talented seamstress. Their love was the kind of truly endearing passion, a love that makes movies like the Notebook look plausible. Jim's most prized possession was a beautifully crafted wooden chest. Passed down through generations. The chest was not only any old piece of furniture. It was a symbol of his family's legacy that honors dedication, hard work and craftsmanship.
Speaker 1:Delilah, on the other hand, cherished her grandmother's antique sewing machine. It was an heirloom that stitched together countless memories and dresses for both Delilah, her mother, as well as her two sisters. Most sewing machines this old would be thrown in a well or a river, but this sewing machine still worked perfectly fine and chummed along to a fine tune whenever she returned to the old machine to work on it. One day, a terrible blizzard hit the village. Nobody saw it coming, and preparations for a blizzard of this magnitude were near impossible. The storm came and went, but not without causing significant damage to their tiny little home. After the storm left, the roof linked, the walls cracked and when they looked at their savings they realized there was not enough money to cover the repairs, they'd have to sell at least some of their belongings off to cover the repair bill.
Speaker 2:Wait, did they not have insurance? Because I know a guy, just let me tell the story, all right.
Speaker 1:Jim, knowing how much the sewing machine meant to Delilah, couldn't bear to see her part with it. So Jim decided to sell his cherished wooden chest. He found a buyer in town who appreciated its value and craftsmanship and with a heavy heart, he parted with it. The money Jim received was just enough to finish the repairs on the house. Delilah, not realizing that Jim had already went to town and sold his chest, wanted to prevent Jim from doing so. So he went to the town and proceeded to sell her antique sewing machine too. Did she not try OnlyFans? Ooh jeez. She found a collector who was quite amazed at the condition and promised to take good care of it. She left with a heavy heart, but a peace that at least the machine would continue to have a warm appreciation.
Speaker 1:Later that evening, at the supper table, jim professed that he rid the sacred chest so they could finish the necessary repairs. With a tearful eye, delilah told Jim that she did the exact same thing with her grandmother's sewing machine. After a warm embrace they both laughed and Jim said Well, I guess I have a few extra dollars then why don't we take a moment and get out on the town tonight, rightfully so. Go to a pub, have a pint, absolutely. So after a couple of drinks, the two of them that evening decided to take the additional overage and go downtown to the fancy new Harborfront Casino. Oh, it was a magical night. Jim paid for the carriage to escort them both and dressed in his finest wardrobe, as Delia wore a shimmering blue dress that she hadn't put on since she was a bridesmaid in her sister's wedding nearly five years ago. They ate a marvelous meal at the buffet and wine, and dined themselves like they hadn't done so in years. Before venturing down to the craps table, happy and full, jim rolled the dice as delilah cheered him on enthusiastically. Almost as with a sense of holiday magic, they began weaning oh yeah and uh, I got lost here.
Speaker 1:Roll after roll, jim won again and again and again. A crowd had even gathered around to watch. One observer proclaimed that they must be a sweet young honeymoon couple on a roll, while another claimed that they were probably swindlers from another town not too far from there. Delilah and Jim paid no mind to their comments as they both felt perfectly happy and free to be enjoying each moment together another town not too far from there. Delilah and Jim paid no mind to their comments as they both felt perfectly happy and free to be enjoying each moment together. Jim was having just as much fun, as he didn't realize their earnings, until he stared at his chips and realized he was quite a way up. Oh yeah, maybe not enough to buy back both his chest and the sewing machine, but he'd now be able to snag up one of them for certain. Jim pondered. With one more roll they would definitely have enough money to buy back both of their family possessions and repair the roof on Jim's home. But a moment before he rolled he thought deeply of everything that they had lost to get them to this terrific and sporadic evening. He looked into Lila's eyes and, without saying a word, he stopped. Jim looked into Lila's blue, sparkling eyes and said let's get home. Ah, weak, that was dramatic.
Speaker 1:The very next morning was Christmas Eve. Jim was already up that morning with a gift placed under the tree. Delilah noticed the gift right away and thought to herself oh no, he left early last night so he could just have enough money to buy back my sewing machine. Though her heart she felt appreciation of the gesture, she still felt the machine now had the weight of a newfound guilt. Jim saw the package and seemed to make her uneasy by the warm smile he said open it. Delilah put on her best smile and opened the box. She unwrapped it slowly. Inside the box revealed not the machine but a beautiful handmade wooden frame. And inside the frame was a piece of cloth with the words carefully threaded, written by by needle. To creating the next memory. The words read Delilah hugged Jim. It's perfect, jim. Thank you, merry Christmas, said Jim.
Speaker 1:After that day, jim and Delilah's love continued to grow stronger. They found new ways to create and cherish memories, knowing that their love and appreciation for the present moment was the greatest treasure of them all. And whenever they faced challenges, they remembered the sacrifices they had made and the love that had carried them through the end.
Speaker 2:That was a great story, man. Yeah, yeah, it was very nice, andrew's very lucky to have you oh thank you, sir, and uh, yeah, so, uh, that's my story.
Speaker 1:Um, so, that's my story.
Speaker 2:Now it's your turn, okay? Well, I think I have one for you. It's a little holiday story based on putting your differences aside for the greater good. So here it goes.
Speaker 2:Once upon a time, in a quaint village of Brewville, christmas was always a time of joy, laughter and, most importantly, beer. The villagers prided themselves on their unique Christmas brew, a tradition that had been passed down for generations. However, this year, a dark cloud loomed over Brewville as a series of disputes threatened to ruin the festive season. It all started with the hop growers, led by the crotchety old Mr Greenleaf, who had a disagreement with the brewers over the price of hops. The weather in Brewville this year was inclement and the Greenleaf was being approached by some of the other communities who had interest in his farmed festival hops, so driving up the price seemed like the best thing to do to yield his fierce new demand. This job isn't getting any cheaper and I'm not getting any younger. My hops are top standard and deserve to be sold at a premium, he proclaimed.
Speaker 2:The brewers, headed by the meticulous Mr Brewster, felt the prices were too high and refused to budge. They expected loyalty from Greenleaf for supporting him for so many years and felt insulted when Greenleaf put his price up. Brewster pondered if Greenleaf cared at all for the citizens of Brewville and so he blasted him on social media relentlessly. That cranky old man has forgotten who supported him first. Meanwhile, the yeast supplier led by fiery Miss Fermentia. She criticized Brewster over his portrayal of superiority over both the grower and the yeast maker. Mr Brewster thinks he's too important to even pay a bill on time, while old cranky pot Greenleaf thinks he's the cure to world hunger, green leaf thinks he's the cure to world hunger. As christmas approached, the villagers grew anxious. The thought of christmas without their beloved holiday beer was unbearable. Unbearable, yeah, sure, either works. A particular villager, mr Hopsack, was so sad about the prospect of not having beer for Christmas that he took his guitar and strummed out a sad tune.
Speaker 4:It's Christmas Eve, the snow's falling down, the lights are twinkling all over town, but there is a problem, oh dear, oh dear. The fridge is empty. There is no beer. Santa, Santa, please hear my plea Bring me some cheer and a cold one for me. Christmas is here, but it's not the same Without a beer. It's a crying shame.
Speaker 5:The stockings are hung, the tree is all bright. Something's missing on this festive night. We've got the cookies, family's all here, but all that I need is refreshing, cold beer. Santa Santa, please hear fresh and cold beer. Santa Santa, please hear my plea. Bring some cheer and a cold one for me. Christmas is here, but it's not the same without a beer.
Speaker 4:This Christmas is late we'll still sing carols and visit round town.
Speaker 5:But without a brewski we won't stick around.
Speaker 4:So, santa, please, santa, on your sleigh ride.
Speaker 5:Drop off a two-four, we'll be satisfied.
Speaker 4:Santa, santa, please hear plea, bring some cheer and a cold one for me. Christmas is here, but it's not the same Without a beer. It's a crying shame.
Speaker 2:The town of Brewville applauded Mr Hopsack's tune. The mayor of Brewville, miss Holly, was so intrigued by Hopsack's song, decided to intervene. She called for a meeting at the town hall, hoping to mediate and find a solution. The atmosphere in the hall was tense. Mr Greenleaf stood with his arms crossed, glaring at Mr Brewster who was busy adjusting his glasses. Ms Fermentia tapped her foot impatiently, trying to manage her bubbly temper.
Speaker 1:Ms Hawley began we all know how important Christmas brew is. Sorry, can you say Ms Hawley, in like a woman's voice.
Speaker 2:Sure, I can do that. So Miss Holly began. We all know how important our Christmas brew is. That's more like a Monty Python thing. Can you do it like in a I'll do Monty Python.
Speaker 1:Yeah, not too much, because she does a lot of talking.
Speaker 2:All right, Mrs Holly began. We all know how important our. No, I can't do it like that.
Speaker 3:Mrs Holly began.
Speaker 2:We all know how important our Christmas brew is in Chebruville. It's not just about the beer, it's about our tradition, our community. We need to find a way to work together. Mr Greenleaf grumbled. I just want a fair price for my hops. We've worked hard all year, mr brewster retorted, and we need to keep our costs down to make the beer affordable for everyone. Miss fermenta added, and I need my payments on time. My yeast doesn't grow on trees, you know so, miss. So Mrs Holly raised her hand, silencing the room.
Speaker 2:I understand all your concerns but let's think I can't talk. Mrs Holly raised her hand, silencing the room. I understand all your concerns, but let's think about what we can do to make this work. Mr Greenleaf, you could offer a discount on the hops if we promise to buy more next year. Mr Greenleaf thought for a moment and nodded. I suppose I could do that. Ms Holly turned to Mr Brewster. Mr Brewster, you could agree to slightly higher prices this year to help Mr Greenleaf. You can manage the increase between this year and next. Mr Brewster adjusted his glasses again. Yes, this may be a workable solution. Miss Holly finally looked at Miss Fermentia and, miss Fermentia, you could accept the payments from Mr Brewster in forms of a payment plan that Mr Brewster will hopefully be able to manage better. Miss Fermentia pondered With a small amount of interest. I think we can make that work With agreements in place.
Speaker 2:The villagers of Brewville got back to work together. They all tirelessly brewed the Christmas beer together. While working along aside one another, the three got to know each other a little better as well, with Mr Brewster actually learning that Greenleaf wasn't the old crankpot he had imagined, and with Greenleaf and Brewster both learning that Miss Fermentia was actually a very kind and generous person who often gave much of her proceeds from her yeast earnings away to charity. As a result, maybe the best brew the Brewville had ever had that year was created. On Christmas Eve, the village square was filled with laughter and cheer. As the first barrels of the Christmas brew were tapped, the villagers raised their glasses, toasting to unity, tradition and the spirit of Christmas, and so Brewville's Christmas was saved, proving that when people come together and put their differences aside, they can achieve anything. So cheers to that.
Speaker 1:The end. Wow, even your Christmas stories have board meetings.
Speaker 2:Okay, I wasn't going to rewrite Romeo and Juliet, like you were. Antique sewing machines, mike Casino, really.
Speaker 1:Well, my story does encompass a bit of what our show is about Appreciating the moment, respecting the sacrifices of the past and moving forward to the future.
Speaker 2:My story does also. A lot more can be done with communication working together than being angry, uncooperative, drifting apart. And might I remind you a theme this year about being kind.
Speaker 1:That's right. I agree with that dude. Merry Christmas.
Speaker 2:Merry Christmas. I think I just heard the snowplow so I'm out of here. Thank you so much to our listeners, guests and friends and family that supported us so much throughout the year. This cheers is to all of you.
Speaker 1:Cheers. For a bonus, we have one more Christmas special song for you, performed by previous guest, John Mullane. Enjoy.
Speaker 3:Sleigh rides, pine cones, hot apple pie, snowmen, yuletide, december sky, trying to catch that feeling, such a special time of year. We've got a long way to go, but we'll all be Home for Christmas. You're not alone. We can all make a wish on the holiday star Fireside, reindeer, angels in snow, tree lights, holly and mistletoe, making it last forever and feeling it in our hearts. We've got a long way to go, but we'll all be home for Christmas. You're not alone. We can all make a wish on the holiday star. Are you coming along and are you singing the song? We can follow the lights Into the night. It's the holiday start, holiday start. We've got a long way to go, but we'll all be home for Christmas. You're not alone. We can all make a wish on the holidays. We've got a long way to go, but we'll all be home for Christmas. You're not alone, and we'll all make a wish on the Home for Christmas. You're not alone, and we'll all make a wish on the holiday star Holiday star, the holiday star, the Holiday Star.
