Remember that time I waxed all lyrical about whisky? It was one of those posts that just came out fully formed – maybe because the subject was close to my heart and had been the subject of much in-depth thought. But given the need for fiscal discipline in the life of an unemployed freelance writer …
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Braidwood’s brown sugar
There’s a word they have here for people like us, who arrive in Braidwood and set up shop to live the honest country life – and that’s ‘blow-ins’. I quite like it – it implies that we’ve been carried here by the winds of fate, rather than finding ourselves here as the chance of birth …
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