Mmm. McCallan...

From the "happened a while ago but I couldnt get around to it yet" part of my inbox: Coatsie saw this at Schipol airport booty-free, and suggested I mention it to the wife in terms of Xmas present. However, the price might just put my fiscally correct missus off. I mean - even using a small "English" measure, its still 104 euros per glass! I *do* wonder what it tastes like. (Oh - and the funniest bit of this story. Coatsie, as you know, looks a bit "daunting" - and gets followed around shops by security staff. He even takes them for a walk back in his local woolworths. On this occasion, he had to explain what he was doing, and that he wasnt casing the joint..)