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(Advance apologies for the crappy photos – the others are trapped on my currently inaccessible hard drive at home) What better way to get into the mood of St Patrick’s Day than to head up to the northern reaches of Scotland, eh? The ever inimitable Una and I, following a gush of post-Edinburgh enthusiasm on…
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh! Major bout of diary constipation there – in a nutshell, we've been working like maniacs getting everything ready for end-of-financial-year. I actually got invited to the finance dept's end-of-year mparty on Friday night, but the idea of going to a party to celebrate the ringing in of a new fiscal year seemed ever so…
A few weeks ago, my erudite colleague Paul suggested that playing indoor cricket might be fun, and so after much back and forth and an incredible amount of management prowess, he managed to shore up a team, and get us entered and registered in the competition. I was unable to play on the first week,…
Weekend summary: Whisky, boardgames, eclipse, and pirates. Detail (Friday): Longmorn 16, Miyagikyo 12, Port Charlotte (which was FAR muddier than it looked), Baillie Nichol Jarvie (although that was a blend), Bunnahabhain XVIII, Glenmorangie Cote D’or Burgundy finish, Edradour 10, Glenrothes 1994, Swedish whisky whose name escapes me, and an Ardbeg Uigeadail (which is like eating…
Bouncers are just plain weird. Obviously part of their remit is presence of command/threat in maintaining a civil environment, but I really can't see where it'd be necessary to ID check a group of people straddling the age of 30. Particularly as you're about to sell them alcohol and thus encourage whatever problem you were…