Saturday, August 8 2015
After I got the swim in with Ma, Pa and I went down to Piper's Pub and had some Scotch.
It's a shame Pa can't taste as well as he used to. The surgery altered his whole olfactory setup. On the bright side, that reduced sensitivity means I don't have to buy him the top shelf stuff.
Still, we're celebrating – his 65th year, his recovery and his pseudo-retirement. I ordered us some Laphroaig 18.