[BITList] glengoyne

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hugh

I see glengoyne is not far from you in one of the prettiest locations, complete with waterfall.
michael jackson describes the 17 year old  as malt, clean fruitiness [hints of apple], nuttiness, cedar, more oak. really hitting it’s stride as a mature, sophisticated whisky – bloody yummy, eh!
apparently they produce three sherry variations. the black one you mention reportedly has a polished oak aroma, a big body, a fat, buttery palate and a nutty dryness developing some spiciness in the finish.
please get a bottle asap and let us know what your taste buds, nose and palate discover.............................
note with interest your trumpeting prowess and experience. 

colin


From: HUGH 
Sent: Wednesday, December 15, 2010 12:06 PM
To: BitList 
Subject: Re: [BITList] water of life

Colin,

At the Glengoyne Distillery, 2006 Reunion, I bought a bottle of their 17 year-old, and (as I said) we got a generously proportioned free dram of the 10 year-old (I also got Janet's).   I gave a tot of the 17 year-old to friends, which they drank appreciatively, but they refused a second, saying, when drinking malt, they prefer the taste of the first, so they stop at one and go on to less exalted stuff.  I've never been that picky.  The distillery had a single cask malt on sale, from an Oloroso Sherry cask - jet black in colour, £100 the bottle.  I was tempted, but only ran to the £40 for the other.

On the trumpet, I played that before I took up the guitar seriously.  I was technically proficient - I could manage the Arban Carnival of Venice - but I had embouchure problems that limited volume.  One or two of us hired a hall in Greenock (demolished, like nearly every other bloody evidence of my past) and jammed away on Saturday afternoons with whoever turned up.  And I played trad jazz in a group who did the same in the Royal West Boat Club in Greenock (still there) on Sundays.  The only time I ever played to a paying audience was when my trumpet teacher asked me to sit in as 3rd trumpet at Cragburn Pavilion in Gourock. That was when I found I needed glasses. The band seemed all to have 20-20 vision, or had memorised their parts, for they sat quite far back from the music stands.  I remember The Woodchoppers' Ball, mostly busked - quite thrilling to be in the middle of a full swing band during the final stages of it.  I went to sea not long after that, and getting space for practice wasn't always easy. In any case, I'd flogged my trumpet to raise cash for various things, and it was a while before I got a another.

Hugh.


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