You get used to the sporadic sightings of the sun when you live in Scotland, but it’s August now, and it was due. And yesterday it finally felt like summer. I wandered home from work wearing giant sunglasses, poured a couple of rum and cokes with ice and headed out to the raised terrace shared by our row of flats with Laura. The sun kept peeking out from behind clouds and buildings, but for an hour or so it was just lovely.
Everything was even better thanks to the rum being almost the very last of my original recipe Sailor Jerry Spiced Rum. I’ve been eeking out a bottle for over a year – James bought it for my birthday last April, and there’s nothing quite like it. I am not such a fan of new recipe Sailor Jerry. I am, however, enjoying this year’s birthday rum almost as much. Kraken black rum, with equally brilliant visual bottle and label design, and a deep yet smooth taste. I could drink Kraken rum neat, on ice.
It’s Friday afternoon, and all this talk of rum is making me wish for evening and the buzz of the Edinburgh Fringe Festival.
And so, adieu!