We enjoyed unravelling this nose – medicinal, tarry, kippers, big smoke, creosote, pine cones, harbours, caramelized parsnips, soor plooms, burnt toast, seared scallops, smoked vanilla, etc. The palate was a whopping, stomach-coating assault of tiger balm, tar, smoke, ash, embers, charred mackerel, toffee sauce and rugby changing rooms – ‘a real man’s dram!’ said one; ‘Rocket fuel!’ another. The reduced nose – Branston and HP sauce on bacon rolls, chocolate limes, coffee, cinnamon and moth balls.  The reduced palate – ginger in dark chocolate, Arbroath Smokies with lime citric zing – but now the sweetness really began to emerge. A manly dram from a laddie distillery.