Every body had been telling me about a mysterious place called Oban, where apparently I started Herr Dr Professor on a downward spiral of drunken debauchery. Which concluded in him wandering around the mean street of Glasgow (Well Hope Street) causing all sorts of mayhem. So Mrs Rat and myself paid a visit.
- A Distillery was found.
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- A large bottle of Whisky was found. But not from said Distillery.
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- Some local ale was found and consumed.
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- A Whisky emporium was visited.
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This visit caused a small disagreement between myself and Mrs Rat, as apparently buying a bottle of 1964 Glanfarclas, is not a good way to spend part of my retirement savings.
I had to settle for this instead.
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We then went to watch a band.
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Afterwards, some more ale was consumed. Where upon we returned to the hotel, about 00:15, expecting to be able to purchase a night cap, only to find the bar shut. No haggis was harmed or consumed in the making of this night out.
You don’t get wiser as you get older. You just run out of stupid things to do.
I can recommend the cake at Duart Castle if you're heading onto Mull. 
