Jubilee. Sixty glorious years. Hoo — bloody — ray.
Malcolm would seek refuge in a pub. Trouble is, they’re all bedecked with patriotic bunting. It really depresses a good (small-r) republican.
Surely things can’t get worse?
Well, according to the magazine section of this weekend’s New York Times, they certainly could:
Eddie Condon, who pioneered integrated jazz bands from the 1920s, had a cure-all recipe for hang-overs. It began (and never needed to go any further):
Take the juice of two bottles of Scotch …
You know what to do when temptation comes calling, don’t you, Malcolm?
OK. You convinced him. Here’s comes the first bit of blessed uplift: