“For why are you a happy man Alasdair?” I hear you cry!

Firstly: please shout less loudly.

But secondly, the reason I am a happy man is that my bottle of 1984 arrived. I was not expecting that, since I’d been given to understand it wasn’t yet available (but would be within weeks). So I figured I’d pre-order a bottle, and it’d get here some time next month. But no, it has arrived a mere two days after I ordered it. This is, as they say a re-fucking-sult.

So, because it is Wednesday, and on Wednesday’s I torture myself with exercise I am first going to go the gym, and then I am going to come back and pour myself a large dram.

Bloody gym.