The story so far: Kevin accidentally stole a lorryload of Glenweenvil, and had to hide it at the distillery. The stolen whisky was passed off by Ruth as a newly-discovered stash of pre-war Glenweevil. After suitable doctoring withother malots it was sold as Glenweevil Limited Releaese. Kevin was subsequently arrested by Sergeant Maclean, and his release has been engineered by Ruth. Now read on...
Andrew here. Young Kevin slouched into my office this morning. I observed that there was no need for him to knock, but I fear the comment was wasted on him.
‘You’re pleased to be out, I daresay,’ I said, referring to his recent period as a guest of Sergeant MacLean at the station. He kicked the fil...
The Last Word
from Issue 5 published on 4/8/1999
The story so far at our fictional distillery: the theft of a lorryload of Glenweevil was closely followed by the discovery by Ruth of several casks of (allegedly) pre-war Glenweevil in an old warehouse. The distillery's new owners are thrilled with the 'Limited Release' Glenweevil. Only Kevin is unhappy. Now read on...
Andrew here. Your Company Personality of the Year. How about that? There I am in the company magazine, smiling away, with a glass of our new whisky. The caption says, ‘Andrew McVie, recently promoted to Team Leader of five distilleries ranging from the Orkneys to the Lowlands by way of the Islands, ...
The Last Word
from Issue 3 published on 13/5/1999
The story so far at our fictional distillery: under the new ownership Andrew had to reapply for his own job. Ruth has informed Andrew of the discovery of several casks of pre-war whisky in an old cellar at the distillery. Earlier; a lorryload of Glenweevil was stolen. Now read on...
Andrew here. Or ‘Andy’, as our new English owners apparently prefer to call me. ‘Hi, Andy,’ said this slip of a girl, arriving from the airport with the rest of them. ‘Remember me? I’m Virginia. You’ve forgotten, haven’t you? I was a distillery guide, you can’t have forgotten me. Three years ago, w...
The Last Word
from Issue 2 published on 16/3/1999
To prove that Whisky magazine has its ear well and truly to the ground, we would like to introduce our fly-on-the-wall, worm's-eye-view of the Scotch whisky industry. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is entirely coincidental as, indeed, is any resemblance to the Scotch whisky industry.
Let me introduce myself. I’m Andrew McVie. Or McCV, as the manager of our visitor centre, Ruth, so wittily put it this morning. ‘Don’t remind me,’ I said.
She said, ‘I will remind you. You have a pack of English, our new owners, landing at the airport in half an hour, and have you reapplied for you...
The Last Word
from Issue 1 published on 12/1/1999
