Blends have their place. Ideal for visitors who insist on putting Irn Bru or Coca Cola in their whisky.
I mentioned on another thread... I had a blood test before all this blew up. Nurse. Slim. With a very demure nurse's dress on.
With stockings, suspenders belt and a mid-thigh garter on her left leg. She admonished me for turning up at the wrong clinic, (she was right). It that was her way of saying "come to my dungeon, stud". Not: "Admin Vortex, thanks for wasting NHS time by turning up within a minute to your appointment 5 nm from where you are supposed to be".
She almost stuck the thing through my elbow, the naughty little tease. I may be wrong about her underwear, but hey...