The Sixteen Men of Tain

Och - I went through an hour of louping hell yesterday getting a new splint fitted - Today the laundry dryer has packed in, the rollers on the back door have given way (meaning I need to drag a GIANT glass door just to get out the back garden), the lawnmower has thrown a hissy fit, and for the first time ever in my life I really do feel old - so what's a man to do?

Drink Malt Whisky.
So that's what I've been doing.

Whoever said 'don't put off till tomorrow, that which you can do today' was an idiot. More than this - he was neither Scottish or had ever tasted a good Scottish Single Malt Whisky or had a broken back door and clothes drier.

I rest my case.

That was today's 'Philosophical thought' brought to you by Rory D Grant and Glenmorangie.

Oh! Oh! I just remembered something about Glenmorangie! Ha! I must tell you - On the label of every bottle of Glenmorangie (The best Malt Whisky in Scotland) are the words - Perfected by THE SIXTEEN MEN OF TAIN.

When I wrote my Thesis at University, as is the custom, I thanked everyone in the acknowledgements, my Mum, my Dad, my Professors, but mischievously I also added - the sixteen men of Tain (Without whom it would never have been possible) - No one really noticed lol. One Professor even remarked that it was good that I had taken the time and trouble to travel to Tain to do research. He had no idea I was thanking a bottle of Scotland's finest.

I raise my glass to you Glenmorangie and the Sixteen Men of Tain! May yer lum aye reek!

Rory D (for drunk) Grant :)

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