The Perfect Whiskey Tasting Environment or How my Father Asked me to Stop Stealing his Alcohol
Lucy Karsten
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Posted 25.11.2012
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UK Lifestyle
I went to bed at about half past eleven last night. That's fairly early for me. (Read on, this gets interesting.) I was quite tired, having finished work late, and then I'd had two cocktails, which were great but did not serve to wake me up. All in all, come half past eleven, I wanted to go to sleep.