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We were somewhere around Port Ellen, on the edge of the Kildalton shoreline, when the whisky began to take hold. I remember saying something like: I feel a bit lightheaded. Maybe you should drive. Suddenly, there was a terrible roar all around us, and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, and a voice was screaming" dont forget the angels share"
