If a body could just find oot the exac’ proper proportion and quantity that ought to be drunk every day, and keep to that, I verily trow that he might leeve for ever, withoot dying at a’, and that doctors and kirkyards would go oot o’ fashion.
So spoke James Hogg, the Ettrick Shepherd, in all his experienced wisdom when asked to pronounce on his favourite whisky.
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