The excellence of unknown whisky

Phew! I don’t know what kind of whisky I was drinking last night at Maurice’s 60th birthday party at the Ollaberry Hall, but it was very good. I don’t even have a hangover and managed to accomplish an almost injury-free Boston Two-Step into the bargain. Well, I wasn’t injured. Other people may have been.

Probably the best buffet I have ever seen or partaken of in my life, too. Yum.

Actually, I think it was Famous Grouse.

Brand new whisky musings over at Nippy Sweeties, by the way.


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