Interesting array of some old and newer buildings in the city centre, viewed from the resculpted Union Gardens, Aberdeen. When I see the word union I just think of trades unions but in reality it's celebrating the unions of crowns and parliaments. So it's really about political shenanigans, bad royal blood and centuries of ongoing corruption. Nice choice of name.
Whisky tasting: this is a good thing to do, highly recommended assuming you like a dram and a blether (thanks to TB). I learned a lot and of course as the whisky (and a few other earlier imbibed drinks) takes effect I promptly forgot about 90% of the lesson. In theory you're supposed to take notes but, as you can see below, I failed miserably. In one ear etc. Couldn't even manage a proper word, just meaningless lines and ticks.
I blame my failure on the Glenburgie's impact, coming in with a big kick at 58.9%. Also I've never before heard of any of these places never mind their whiskies. So much for local knowledge. I'd fail any nationality test that they threw at me and likely be sent to New Zealand. In the end ignorance proved to be bliss though as I brought home a nice bottle of Campbeltown Loch to honour the memory of Andy Stewart and the times gone by when I was working in that area and probably drinking far too much for my own good.
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