Paint stripper in a cheap blend, Glen Flossie or somesuch, mixed with, yes, bubblegum'll do...yuk.
"I don't wish to insult you by telling you what it tasted like..." American non-whisky loving friend upon sampling a bottle of Serendipitydoo given to him by someone because the name had a cosmic ring to them both. how sweet!
Anyway, he's promised to give me the rest of the bottle next time i'm in North London, which is even sweeter!
Not that i was blown away by this "freak accident in a bottling hall" as JM describes it. In fact, i swapped my last bottle for a "Still Young" at oddbins, bless 'em!
Nevertheless, as this bottle is open, and a gift, i shall enjoy it as a piece of Serendipitudinous history, and ignore the fact that were the bottle unopened it could have been worth a bob or two in a coupla years...
Oh, and "how can you enjoy something that smells like toilet cleaner?"
The voice of my mother, unimpressed by the scents of my Ardbeg 10 wafting across her dining room table...