Whisky Magazine Issue 82
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Tobermory on Mull is enjoying a place in the spotlight for a change. Dominic Roskrow visited it.
The old saying you should never discuss women, religion or politics at the table is an appropriate one for the whisky industry.
A potentially incendiary combination of strong alcohol, intelligent and opinionated individuals and differences on national, regional and religious grounds make a strong case for avoiding divisive subjects.
It happens of course. I once spent six hours before, during and after a dinner in ‘debate' with a fellow whisky writer who got progressively more inebriated as the night went on,until he started seeing a mouse under one of the chairs. When we finally reached some sort of consensus in the early hours, I suggested we wrap it up properly in the morning after a good nights'sleep.
“In the morning!”he said,“My dear chap, I won't remember any of this in the morning!”He didn't.
But the greatest outburst of whisky-fuelled anger I ever witnessed came not as a result of current affairs or femme fatales, but because of a cat. Or rather, cats.
A small group of us had been innocuously talking about distillery cats when one of our company who had been silent to this point suddenly…well, ranted.
“Don't get me started”he raged.
“Those European gnomes have been infringing on our liberties for years, and now they've started banning distillery cats.
“It wouldn't be so bad but while they're condemning Ginger to the guillotine up in Scotland they're encouraging vermin elsewhere. If you go to some of the sherry bodegas they leave out grain an...