In the flaring heat of the desert, waiting for our train, which is belligerently behind schedule, we cool ourselves down with Vintage Interleven,
and Glenfarclas Private Reserve and put the final touches to our waiting room plans. Ardmore
To fortify ourselves, for the construction work, Juan breaks open a barrel of his Special Reserve and we drink toast after toast to all the people who will enjoy waiting in our wonderful waiting room. However, before starting to build, I point out that we don’t have any furniture, and an unfurnished waiting room is a miserable thing. This requires more plans so we open a barrel of Vintage Single Cask Glen Scotia Reserve, for inspiration, then, bellowing with enthusiasm and singing ‘The Ruffian’s Rant’ and ‘I need a Lass at Martinmas’, we jig around in circles, as fast as we possibly can.
Professor Humperdink’s Diary