After a friend is confused by a sherry matured Craigellachie, Broddy is saddled with the task of assessing things. Facing impostor syndrome and another weird sherry cask, he does his best.

Recognising a new reluctance in the human condition to reach out and connect, Ogilvie decides to start at home, using whisky as the weapon of choice and a Royal Brackla 12yo as ammunition. Does it work?

Becoming ever more frustrated by his state’s draconian controlled liquor laws, Ogilvie steps up his creativity, employing child labour to snag an excellent SMoS Craigellachie.

It’s about addiction, but not the addiction you’re thinking of. Murdo shares some confessions as he reviews an SMWS Craigellachie 17yo. Some of us might find this difficult reading.

Dove-tailing Doog’s review of the mass-market Aberfeldy 12yo, Ainsley finds an all-too-rare alternative, one more tailored for those of a geeky bent. Inexpensive too!

Shock horror, model son Dougie actually chooses to buy a whisky he knows to be 40%, chill-filtered and probably coloured. And yet, he finds a place where it fits perfectly, and no, it’s not down the sink.

There are blends, and then there are blends

Mild, sweet and clean — one to sip whilst daydreaming.

Premiumisation killed the star potential, should’ve been a 7

Can the brilliant core range 13 be pipped at the post?