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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