Second and final day
There is a nervous atmosphere when I come down the stairs this morning. My kids are a bit itchy, my wife stays out too long from her weekly weekend shoppings at the local mall and the cat has scratched the doormat to a minimum. I know what day it is: the finals of the yearly Annual Tilburg Blind Whisky Tasting Competition are running to a close today. I know the days before Christmas are always a bit hectic but today is really weird. There’s no reason whatsoever to break down though; I’m quite confident as a matter of fact. It has been a family thing for so many years. But this year is different, that’s for sure.