In all these years of ‘athoning I have never tried to run everyday. Exercise - yes; but I am a great believer in the need for rest, recovery and variety. Two days on, one day off is a good pattern for me, so today I limited myself to an amble in the countryside. Just like yesterday, though, the core of the day’s activities had nothing to do with exercise.
There was a visit to the Bladnoch . It is one of the smallest distillers and one of the few remaining independents. It only has an output of about 200,000 litres a year, raised from a previous limit of 100,000, which can be produced in just two weeks of the year. It is a traditional and friendly place and as you walk around you have few reminders that you are in the 21st Century. In an industry dominated by huge conglomerates, this is artisanal - and all the better for it.
A couple of miles away is Wigtown, Scotland’s cut down version of Hay-on-Wye. It is a small, sleepy place but full of second hand book shops. I spent a chunk of the afternoon browsing and my favourite find was an edition of Francis Bacon essays, which had been annotated in beautiful copperplate by a student of Trinity College (in 1905 - he was very full with his notes!). All I can say is that hand writing has certainly deteriorated over the years.
So there you have it - a day of whisky and books. Who knew Juneathoning could be such fun
1 comment:
Oh my, that sounds like my kind of day! Mmmmmmm.
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