sergeColour: pale gold. Nose: not one of these old more or less sherried Glengoynes
at all, rather a lightly aromatic kind at first nosing, before a sudden burst of
tinned pineapples, apricots and even litchis does happen. Quite some vanilla as
well, honey, quince jelly and then notes of orange blossom water and Turkish
delights (especially rose-flavoured ones). More and more emphatic, with a
perfectly mastered oakiness providing a perfect backbone to the whole. Vanilla,
cinnamon spread and plum pie (quetsches). A perfect nose, I must say, kind of
Cleopatrian as some friend would say. With water: didn’t move an inch, which is
great. Mouth (neat): extreme fruitiness! Gooseberries, apricots, pineapples,
dried papayas, ripe juicy oranges… Almost ‘too much’, such is this baby’s
fruitiness. With water: a little more complex, with added dried fruits. Fig
liqueur? Excellent. Finish: long, fruity, honeyed and slightly resinous and
liquoricy. A sin! Comments: an old, spectacular fruitbomb. One could drink
litres of this, it’s totally excellent.