Walk downtown past the restaurants, reading menus as we go, at least those that are posted outside. One lists the beef dishes among its mains, including brains, tongue and tail. Recognise that brains are considered a delicacy in some circles, though never been tempted, and tongue is at least a familiar concept, if not something I’ve actually bought. But tail?! Not about to speculate.
Visit Tony’s Alcohol Paradise on the way back. Parked outside is a Wolseley Hornet in beautiful condition. Is it yours, Tony? No, but he wishes it were. Produced in the 1930’s and a classic Mini beneath the exterior. It’s for sale for €15000 but won’t quite go in a suitcase. Some of Tony’s own wares would, though. What’s on the shelves is alluring enough but the real 40 and 50 year old whiskies are at home, though he could bring them in if we were seriously interested. Lovely story of his buying a classic - and he says underpriced - bottle at Heathrow in the old days when they sold to collectors. His wife was so distressed at the thought of paying £7000 for a bottle which could, after all be dropped, that they attracted the attention of a large security guard. Can quite see her point. We do buy a bottle of green Chartreuse for somewhat under £7000. Much of the pleasure, though, is just talking to Tony, an enthusiast and dramatic raconteur.
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