Mercifully, Brampton has achieved Stage Two of emerging from the lock-down. A bit of luck for me. As is my wont, I had booked off St. Jean Baptiste Day on the grounds that nothing would take the steam out of Quebec's nationalist celebration quite like the sight of an Anglo enjoying himself.
I booked a visit to my barber which caused me to feel several pounds lighter and then I walked to Tracks Brewpub. I still think this is Brampton's nicest patio. It must be one of the larger ones as well. The man who cleans the draught lines had not shown up yet so I had to make do with mixed drinks.
Onward to Stage Three and beyond!