"Maybe this one was even bottled in the 1950s, which would mean it was distilled around war time (not during the war, mind you), certainly before Glen Mhor started to use Saladin boxes for malting, that is to say before 1954. It’s rarer than the more recent official 10yo tat used to be bottled in a Jura-style ‘pinched’ bottle. Colour: pale gold. Nose: ooooh! The old days! Graphite, brown coal, paraffin, shoe polish, metal polish, motor oil, ink (or ‘at an old printer’s’), wet gravel, mint, eucalyptus, turpentine, wet clothes, wet dogs (I’m sorry, dogs!), marzipan, clay, putty, leather, ‘new car’, lubricating oil, linseed oil… What? We haven’t gotten all day? Apologies! Mouth: stunning. Starts a little smooth, on a little cane syrup, but gets then as ‘oily’ and petrol-like as on the nose, with a lot of wax, sunflower and olive oil, bitter almonds, lightly sugared halva, mint, verbena, wormwood, aniseed, then more oil again, almond oil… Sure it’s not the punchiest whisky ever but it’s not tired at all after all these years. Amazing! Finish: maybe a bit short but clean and oily. Marzipan, mint and lemon oil. Comments: calls for maltoporn. I’d kill to be able to try this at 80 or 90°Proof (75°UK means +/-43% vol.) Now I understand why Neil Gunn seems to have said that “until a man has had the luck to chance upon a perfectly matured Glen Mhor, he does not really know what whisky is.” SGP:364 - 94 points."