Manly Areej Le Doré 2021

The wind whipped through the lifeless alleys of the small harbor town on the Scottish coast.
The rain and fog made the place seem even more desolate than it already was due to the silence and apparent loneliness.
I turned up the collar of my coat and pulled it even tighter to make it harder for the creeping cold to penetrate me.
Determined, I headed for the pub, which was the only house in the whole place that had at least a hint of life from the small warm light that shone through the windows.
I opened the door and quickly scurried inside. I immediately caught the smell of cognac and whisky. The warmth emanating from the fireplace, which immediately caught my eye, was just what I needed. So I sat down nearby on an old bench covered in suede at an old wooden table.
The bowl of hazelnuts on the table mingled with the smell of the suede of the bench, the old wooden table and the cognac I had just ordered. I took my tobacco pouch out of my coat pocket and placed it on the table in front of me.
Here in the pub, several local people seemed to be seeking refuge from the cold and desolation of the cold rainy weather. A place to warm up, to socialize or just to arrive..