As a matter of scientific record, I have decided to sample the entire contents of the booze cabinet. Well, the bits I have a stake in, anyway.
Since this has been brought on by excess brandy, I shall begin with the brandies...
A disturbing lack of smell. I shall be charitable and assume the really strange aftertaste to be due to the Mars Bar I have just eaten. The vigorous burning on the tongue, alas, is due to the brandy. "V.S.O.P." is frankly optimistic.
I seem to have poured more than was strictly necessary. Arse. Still, I shall soldier on. The aftertaste isn't getting any better.
The bottle says "Rare Old French Brandy". I should hope it's rare - if too many people drink this we could have a rebellion on our hands.
lab notes from under the table, by ian malpass