Yes, you’re hooked now, aren’t you? First of all, my second GBG tick in Dunkeld, which had the “Royal” in its name but was clearly relying on Inter v Borussia Dortmund to draw in the gentlefolk diners. And local beers, of course. I was the only one not wearing a jumper (there was a heatwave… Continue reading A HAGGIS SUPPER BY THE TAY