Today I went over to my sister's to borrow a drill from my brother in law. I need to drill some holes in some old plastic basins to plant more stuff to expand my Weed Garden. My Weed Garden is growing and I'm going to run out of space soon! I'll show you in a few days time.
Anyway, my sister and I were drinking tea in the garden, whilst hubby and BIL enjoyed a long overdue whisky session.
The guys get on very well together, both love their whisky and haven't had a chance to catch up properly since we've been back to UK a few months ago.
When we came back we got BIL a bottle of Craigellachie 13. Hubby tried it once at a tasting session previously and liked it a lot. BIL bought a Tobermory 12 from Scotland last year and was waiting for hubby to come round to drink it together. The third is a bottle of Dimple that our aunty gifted to BIL after our uncle died a couple years ago. Uncle's daughter in law bought it for him when she met him for the first time, and her son has just started university this year. That's how old the Dimple is. BIL had quite high expectation of this and was again waiting for hubby to share .
I won't go into the details of the whisky drinking session, only that they both had a very good time and enjoyed the Craigellachie 13 and Tobermory 12. Both were very good in their ways, I couldn't tell you exactly how as I don't drink the stuff. The Dimple was a disappointment, or perhaps they both had too high expectations of it. Apparently it was just so so, nothing to get excited about despite its age.
At the end of the session, the guys had drank about 1/3 of the Tobermory 12 and probably 20% of the Craigellachie 13. No wonder my sister said BIL fell asleep during dinner this evening 馃槅
Talking of whisky and lockdown, during our afternoon rendezvous, we've planned to go up to Scotland once we can move around again. My sister and BIL have been a few times, but BIL never had a chance to have a proper whisky drinking session as he needs to drive. I've offered to do the driving when we go so the guys can enjoy themselves. I know hubby would like that as it gets a bit boring drinking by himself even when the stuff is good.
Now we just have to wait.....
Before we left , BIL gave me some beanshoots that he grew himself. He had wrapped the beans inside a cloth and within four days the shoots have grown into a red football. When he turned the football over and unwrapped the cloth, the football opened up and the beanshoots blossomed like a flower. It's was quite fascinating!
It was a great way to spend a Sunday afternoon, in the beautiful garden under the clear blue sky.