I was given a very kind and thoughtful Christmas gift of a boxed whisky tasting but rather than drink it down the harbour with the dog and save us all this indignity, I promised that I’d record one last liquor review.Continue reading “|13| The Last Liquor Review | Tomatin Legacy | Cù Bòcan | Adnams | Ensō Japanese Whisky | 1776 Rye Bourbon”
I was quite impressed in editing how the shadows under my elf hood would combine with my poorly trimmed beard and general fatness to give me the jowls of a creature from Labyrinth.
Working off a script would have kept the length down if I hadn’t chosen to review seven bottles at the same time. My delivery is a bit off but this isn’t really a format that lends itself to multiple takes. If there’s a fine line between witty spontaneity and making a script reading sound natural, then I fell off it and spilt drink down my trousers.
Well, here we are. I’ve done ten of these bloody liquor reviews now. It was back in May 2012 that I did the first. Thinking back, whoever ran Whyte & Mackay’s Twitter account retweeted it, which was nice, because all I’ve ever needed is encouragement.Continue reading “|10| Sangsom Thai Rum | Review but Not Really”
With maximum energy, here I am again.
We can do better than this.
Yes, it’s another review from your boy – the charm ministry and wit rollercoaster that is Mr Parlett.
The Woodsman is a scotch whisky from Glasgow or maybe the Philippines. I’m not entirely sure I ever did find out. This is a review of it anyway.
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Playing video games on YouTube is for losers and degenerates. Masculinity pinnacles with miserable fat fishermen looking bumbletwunts who visibly age during the hour it takes them to guzzle down the best part of a bottle of bourbon while croaking their rusty waffle over any fool who’ll listen.
Today, as well as the review, I talk incoherently but mercifully briefly about dating and other suburban offences. There was this whole thing about cooking and family as well but I edited that mess out. Both matters demand talent with a knife that bourbon does not prime a man for.
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More unscripted drunken nonsence.
Forza Horizon 4 does a brilliant job at parts of Edinburgh. It’s close enough to have a fever dream confusion to it if you know the city well, which I do, but you wouldn’t know it from this video, (Argentine Malbec.)
They left out Leith completely though and that’s unforgivable.
When the future Mrs Parlett rocks up on her motorcycle, looks me up and down with a sneer and asks me where the fuck I’m from, I’m going to suggest she watch this before we get too involved.