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For over 70 years, until her passing last year, Doris Olive Netting put back a glass of Guinness every day.  Since the Second World War, Doris slugged back a pint of the black stuff, until the ripe age of  100 years of age!  

During my impoverished college years in England, a pint of guinness and a packet of crisps often stepped in for ‘lunch’ at the local, student favored pub.  

Unlike Doris, I didn’t continue to drink it on a daily basis, and whilst there are few challenges to a pint of the black stuff when you’ve got a craving for it,  I’m more of a red wine imbiber these days. 

                  Known to be high in iron content, it wasn’t so

               long ago, in England, that post-operative patients

               used to be given Guinness, as were blood donors.

To this day, Guinness is still made available to blood donors and stomach and intestinal post-operative patients in Ireland.  It’s even still given to nursing mothers in Ireland, with brown ale handed off to mothers in Belgium.

No matter the real health benefits of the Irish stout, all we know is that it’s delicious, and I’m willing to latch onto Doris’ claim who thanked the Irish stout’s old marketing campaigns for helping her discover that “Guinness is good for you.” 

So next time you’re hoisting a pint, after waiting for those delicious eddies to settle and that creamy head to form, perhaps say a ‘Cheers’ to Doris and her 70 years of a daily guinness.  If nothing else, she deserves a blood medal for that!        


(*This is not a paid advertisement for the ‘black stuff’.  But if anyone wants to buy me a pint next time they see me, that wouldn’t make you a bad person…)

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