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Jarl.

Yassss!!

Black Isle Brewery farmhouse spelt lager. A 5.8% beast of grassy and sweet flavours. Although I had a doughnut for my pudding just before opening the can so that may explain the sweetness. Quite enjoyable. I procured a box of their magic in February and they sent me a cute wee glass too. Bless them.

I think my biggest spend using cash in the last year has been the tooth fairy!

Not particularly surprising news about the impact of COVID on cash machines. Up to 80% fewer withdrawals, average withdrawal increasing. Quick check of my bank app shows I've visited the cash machine three times since lockdown. https://www.bbc.com/news/amp/business-56413993

Duncan (of the two Duncans fame) has made this series. Episode 1 features the phrase "taking a wee dander to Danderhall" which is good enough for me. https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m000tc0c

I'm probably going to drive to Barry's on 26th April. It's only an hour away....

My last visit on 26 September 2020 for comparison. Not much has changed.

26th April. Lessons and tests can take place.

If this goes through, I'm away to watch Peebles Rovers or Linton Hotspur every week, if I even bother with football anymore. I only go to about 25 games or so a year in League One or League Two, they won't miss my money. Genuinely post-covid seems like a very bad time for clubs to be testing the principles or their supporters. The football habit has already been dented for many.

Had two of these lingering at the back of my fridge. A hazy IPA. Hazy memories of some grifter sitting in the rose garden at Downing St. last year, taking the entire country as fools. Last saw him walking along Whitehall carrying a pot plant in a cardboard box looking for a cab.

Campaign for Pat Bonner as new Caley goalkeeper coach starts here.

I love that she won the Italian league and the French league in the same season. She played in one country on Saturday and one on Sunday.

For those looking Rose Reilly up, this is a superb article: https://www.google.com/amp/s/amp.theguardian.com/football/2017/jul/17/rose-reilly-scottish-footballer-world-cup-italy-milan I saw Ginny Clark tell the Rose Reilly story in a Scottish Book Week event at the Scottish Storytelling Centre. Then Thomas Clark stood up and read a poem about her. It was a brilliant night, and it felt like a great moment of recognition for her brilliant story.

Tam Cowan remembers watching Inter fans throw this scooter off the top tier during their game against Atlanta whilst he was watching Scotland play Italy at the San Siro in the company of Lorenzo Amaruso. Memory is so fragile. https://www.google.com/amp/s/amp.theguardian.com/football/2006/mar/29/theknowledge.sport

Long day at WFH coal face. A short walk from the laptop closing to the fridge brought me this immediate reward from Midlothian's finest brewery. Very nice indeed.

I'm sceptical about Kilchoman being the source of Ben Bracken 16 released in 2020. The distillery didn't open until 2005.

Five QP grounds visible: 1867 - Queen's Park playing fields 1873 - Hampden Bowling Club 1884 - Cathkin Park 1903 - Hampden Park 2021 - Lesser Hampden

Thanks for clarifying this important fact to me.

Ha ha! What a state I'm in.

I've just realised Spearhead and Belly supported REM at Murrayfield in 1995. Also the Cranberries. Shirehorses was U2. Mixing the two nights up. The massive lemon on a toothpick should have been the giveaway for U2!

When I next go to Hampden to watch QP v Seaside I or II FC in front of 543 souls, will my now customary wee bottle of hand sanitiser in my right hip pocket survive the pat down by the aviricious Rock Steady thin yellow line? (That I may never again go to Hampden to watch QP v Anybody is something I don't want to entertain yet.) In that scenario, rather than giving up my slime, I'm pouring the entire bottle onto my paws. I'll have the most slippy hands that Hampden ever did see. (Other than Ray Clemence 1976.)

I went to see Teenage Fanclub at the Jaffa Cake* in Edinburgh the night Diana died. I was, and I can't understate this enough, absolutely hungover to hell the next morning. I can't really remember that day distinctly, so I don't know when I clocked what had taken place. The funereal music suited my head. During the week leading to the funeral I went to see U2 (supported by Spearhead, The Seahorses and blooming Belly!) at Murrayfield and there was a picture of the crowd on the Daily Mail in a "Scotland's shame: people enjoy life when Our Princess lies on a cold slab" theme. I could see myself looking absolutely not one bit ashamed. I also slept through the funeral due to an enormous hangover. I think I had a ticket to the cancelled Belarus game at Pittodrie. I bloody loved 1997. Every single weekend was a bit like the above, although very seldom did a Princess die overnight. Gigs every week, nights out galore, Scotland qualifying for World Cups. I want to be that age again!! * I do remember that club being absolutely rammed and me sweating grotesquely. An amazing gig. Genuinely a top-10 ever type gig.

That looks like no hurdles at all!

I'm reliably informed that 2km of the new A9 is opening up tonight. Inch by inch we're getting this dual carriegway licked!