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You'd never hear anyone shagging at the Barge Inn over the bongos.You’d think that people shagging on campsites would remember how well sound travels at night….
Have you taken a wrong turn and ended up at The Barge Inn?
That couple were trying to be discreet, but failed. The 2 beered up Dutch chaps in a nearby pitch have no excuse for being so loud, late at night & now early in the morning. I contemplated burning down their tent in the middle of the night, but decided that having to drive a shit condition Austin Allegro was punishment enough.
I have a bottle of malt that is worth about £600 if someone wants to buy it. If not, it won’t get drunk as it has sentimental value and isn’t remarkable. It is one of the last bottles of the malt, as the distillery is no more. I bought it quite a few years ago as the distillery was distant-family owned.
So, to be successful in whisky investing, buy bottles of malt from demolished distilleries and wait half a century.
I have one like that, same age as me from my favourite distillery. I'm sure it's a great bottle, but I somehow can't bring myself to open it knowing what it's worth.
Now I'm worried that it considers the zombocalypse will occur while there is a preponderance of cars running on dinojuice (ie during most of our lifespans)
Because you'll find plenty of queueueue-free EV charge points in the zombapocalypse?