The duck is tied up, stuffed and in the oven. phew. Required emergency surgery to stop the stuffing falling out.
The alcoholeiness of the Lagavullin helps me remember the true spirit of Christmas: a single malt Islay. And I manage to fit together a few more pieces of this infernal puzzle. You try figuring out a black and white jigsaw puzzle.
This is how far I've got:
Follow the railways is my tip.
The blackest day - I confess that I have been most remiss in my marking of International Stout Day up until now. 2017's iteration would likely have passed me by also, were it...
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