The Hon. Rory Basildonx
Rory – there’s a Celtic energy to the name, isn’t there? It summons up a clash of claymores, a bristling of fiery red beards.
So many full-blooded images, all vanishing like Scotch mist at the sight of the slightly disappointing young man who will one day be the 8th
Upon reaching man’s estate on his 18th birthday, he broke his father’s heart by refusing a brimming bumper of fine old Three Barrels XO and asking for an Elderflower Fizz “with a curly straw”.