Ogilvie has a problem; he’s running out of variety. With a ‘mere’ 34 bottles he feels the need to fortify things. He discovers a bottled-in-bond Holladay Wheated Bourbon...

Some days are tougher than others; even for a suit in a courtroom. Our resident lawyer sits with his concerned neighbour after a tough day and leans on a generous Old Forester 1910 for his catharsis.

How’s your Friday? Fancy a vivid trip to the west coast of Scotland on a moonlit night? Doog, literally, takes you there. With a nice SMWS single malt too.

Dougie scoffs a Fragrant Drops North British bottle-split but immediately orders a follow-up bottle and compares it to a 34yo counterpart. He likes, and the prices are remarkable.

In reflective mode, Dougie does what we need him to do: close out the year with a retrospective via Ardnamurchan. AD/10, Sauternes and AD/Venturers all up for grabs. He pulls in Ainsley to help out.

A man struck by strong branding and potent design, Dougie spots something that isn’t whisky - as he knows it. But it is £32.50, so he fires in to explore Port of Leith’s ‘Table Whisky’.

We live in a era of privilege, witnessing the coming of age of brand new whiskies and new things to love. Doog tries Ardnamurchan at ten years old and recounts his fall into complete fandom.

What a treat for a Friday; Dougie turns 40 with loved ones, a Glenallachie 8yo Scottish Oak and an Ardnamurchan 10yo that we'll need to bully him, or treat him, to hear more about.

Starved by a lack of interesting malt, we face losing one of our writers, due to sheer failure fatigue. That is until Ogilvie works out another angle altogether, a new found love of bourbon.

Many of us operate on a budget; it can take a long time to get through our personal ‘wish-lists’. Sometimes, by the time we do, the whisky has gone, like Gilbert’s Kingsbarns Dream to Dram.

A triple review of a recent Glasgow Small Batch cask strength bargain; whisky provided by the distillery for Hamish and Fergus, but Doog buys his own. An interesting three-way take.

After we were treated to Dougie’s Campbeltown trips in our feature section, he reviews one of the Cadenhead’s Warehouse bottles he snagged. Yep, it’s a Garioch and he’s in love.

In celebrating their local wildlife, Ardnamurchan decided to fly with the Midgie. So despite bearing the name of Scotland’s most hated creature, it still proves popular as a swarm of us gather to review it.

In a breakaway move, the Dramface Colonials conspire at their water cooler, setting up their own splinter cell. Happily, it results in a virtual sipping session and collaborative review of this Baker’s 7 Bourbon.

Finally snagging himself an Old Forester 1920, Hamish wonders why there aren’t more nods to the past in today’s whisky making excitement. As he ponders, he dives into his Glencairn time machine and skips back 100 years to US Prohibition time.

After a brand ambassador recommendation, Doog tucks into Pulteney’s Huddart, hoping for a coastal hit. He puts it up against an SMWS single cask for a bonus compo review too.

Enjoying a buddy night, Broddy reflects that the takeaway was, once more, price. Inspired to find an antidote for his tasting pals, he discovers this cracking malt form Elixir.

With hundreds of distilleries over there, it seems inexcusable that it’s taken two years of Dramface to feature a French malt. Here it is, and it needs to stop.

Let’s hand this tease over to the author; “But I reckon I’ve been blindsided by this ‘single cask’ truth and it’s making me wonder if anything is what it seems anymore.” Doog uncovers untruths…

While reviewing those two Aqvavitae Ardnamurchan bottles, somehow, in so many incidental ways, Dougie highlights all of the things to be grateful for exploring whisky. Those high-energy, emotional, glowing, amber-inspired moments we all love to live for.