Showing posts with label liquor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label liquor. Show all posts

Tuesday, 7 May 2013

A rather perished article



‘Not before time,’ growled Sir Harry. ‘The amount of liquor that’s occupied my bladder in ninety years has rendered it a rather perished article.’



Mr American, p.525, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.



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Thursday, 6 October 2011

My immediate thought



      “What do you know of John Brown?”
     That he’s a hairy lout who can hold more hard liquor than a distillery, was my immediate thought, for the only John Brown I knew was a young ghillie…


Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.89, Harper Collins, 1995.


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Wednesday, 4 March 2009

Too thick to drink




I remember what Sam Grant said about it [the Mississippi River] : ‘Too thick to drink and too thin to plough. It stinks.’ Not that he’d have drunk it anyway, unless it had been pure corn liquor from Cairo down.



Flash For Freedom!, pp.164-65, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1980.




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