Another 21st? Where did we go this time? Oh, wait, that's right... Portlethen Golf Club. This time it was the turn of Mr Ritchie Goodall, of whom I was treated to a wide array of hilarious photos throughout the course of the evening. The fact that I was working during the day, and Jonny's horrific timekeeping (quarter past 7? More like quarter to 8...) meant that I didn't exactly line my stomach, so after only a few of the golf clubs 35ml measures I was definitely up for a dance. But not quite as much as this lot...
Also, whisky is rank.
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