Wednesday 23 November 2011: Lunchtime Beer
Lunch with a beer - a ginger beer - and a good book. Talking of drink, in the book, Boswell and Johnson (having just arrived at Tobermory) experience that quintessential Scottish experience of being buttonholed by a drunk. Records Boswell, of this fellow Nisbet, 'He was much in liquor and spoke nonsense'. Perhaps not quite so unlike my good self on the previous evening. Though I did amuse myself by recalling two alternative jokes that both ended with, 'cos William Shatner'. Thigh slapping stuff indeed. I think both involved Lieutenant Uhura, shamefully enough.