The U.S. Government suspects my family of being chemical arms dealers.

On the bright side, if our quietly aging one-year-sherrywood hogshead
of low-peat single malt goes missing, we can ask Uncle Sam for the
registration numbers of heavily laden departing dinghys.

Here's the full story (more screenshots below).



Tonight's (9/29/03) quiet sunset in the Hebrides. Even arms manufacturers need peace and quiet sometimes.


News reports found by googling "bruichladdich ursula".
(It's pronounced broo[gargle]-laddie.)