Thursday 25 January 2024

Slàinte Mhath!

As Robert Burns would never have said in his life, and would not have understood if you had said it to him. It is not a criticism that I always love the Highland dress and the Highland music at an event in honour of a man who died in a town further south than parts of England.

Wetherspoons seems to have stopped doing the King's favourite and mine, Laphroaig 10 Year Old, and he probably does not need to make a bottle at home last as long as I do. But an early Easter means an early Lent, so it is going to have to slide down fairly soon. Slàinte Mhath!

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