Epilogue: The Numbers, the Nonsense, and the Thing About Andy A day out from Arbroath now. The boots are off. The blisters are healing. My
Day Ten: Fire, Farce, and the End of the Road The day began with me nearly burning down a Scottish forest. I had packed up
Day Nine: Silver Service, Australian Street Cred, and the Bench Problem Dinner at Ballathie House Hotel is silver service. Gloves, proper presentation, the whole thing. Andy
