Drinking Problem

Apart from Harry Herpderp, not his real surname, attempting to pickle his organs, the liner journey across the Atlantic is uneventful. We arrive on the west coast of Scotland and travel by train and car to the east. Once there, Herpderp continues where he left off. 'Whisky', he says, when we enter a local pub.

Herpderp gets a whisky and necks a whisky. 'I know who's not going to be much use on this adventure', says Castle.

'I thought we'd already worked that out in New York.'

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