Cask No. 6.69 Gin the finish left tingles of

the finish left tingles of cinnamon

On the nose neat this felt like a traditional English ploughman’s lunch consisting of nutty golden mature cheese wedges

After six years in ex-bourbon wood

On the palate it felt at first like an anaesthetic injection at the dentist

Cut grass and hay mixed with toffee apples in a hessian sack as cinnamon dusted scones arrived for cream tea and a glass of port

Cask No. 6.69 Gin the finish left tingles ofThe Panel felt this one was a curious mix of many features. Initial nosing suggested pencil erasers dipped in honey, polished shoe leather, white chocolate mice, golden sultanas, Turkish delight in a cigar box and damp tobacco leaf. With water it was still a rather broad jamboree of styles and aromas: lots of cornflour, dry roasted peanuts, camphor, rapeseed oil, light vanilla, coal scuttles and old oak sea chests. The palate opened with roast coffee