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Quandary Resolution 7937
Midas-eared, meet one's Waterloo, boilerplate, ice age, n.

Last night, Ludmilla Lermontova, in a spirit of Gastrodiplomacy, made a huge pot of Borscht which we ate with freshly baked Soda Bread to her Irish mother's recipe and, of course, Auntie Cristo brought out her bottle of Laphraoigh; with what might have been simple curiosity or, rather, Socratic irony, Ludmilla pondered the relative merits of Scotch and Irish whiskies – that really sett the cat among the pigeons, as everyone tried to explain why their favourite tipple was best: as so much about whisky is a matter of taste, and nothing to do with measurable differences, it got pretty raucous – as Isa and Milly were there, too, and our Embra Aunties, Daphne and Maude had arrived earlier with Father Mungo and Lulu (he has lost his driving licence so she has now assumed the permanent role of Driver, Distance no Object, except when her removal business has a job on) followed closely by Gordon and Goldie Brevity; Father Mungo insisted that anyone who didn't appreciate that Irish Whiskey – or better still, nudge-nudge, get the pun? poteen - was superior to Scotch Whisky was Midas-eared at which Gordon pooh-poohed such a "boilerplate argument," insisting that it was like comparing tea and coffee, or bread and butter, or even rose-water and Holy Watter! – which, fortunately Mungo took as a great joke and the two went out for a smoke and an exchange of hip-flasks: "you know," said Auntie Daphne, "now that the men have given us peace, I wanted to ask you all about something that Maude and I found deep in the bowels of Register House – but don't worry, it's not an example of civil service bumbledom, nor a tasty morsel about a Moderator of the Church of Scotland flouncing about the General Assembly with his cassock caught in the elastic of his g-string, which we did see one time but we're naming no names, while the children are still here! no, there used to be a bit of an Ice Age in there, but since the new Registrar General took over, things have definitely thawed, she greets us by name, which her predecessor never did, in twenty years of passing us in corridors, or sitting at the same table in the ref, oh a cold fish, Doctor Tunnock, but no, it's about Sir Parlane MacFarlane meeting his Waterloo, go on, Maudie, show it them," and Maude duly did!

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