Having worked in the drinks industry on and off for six years, I am a keen wine, beers and spirits hobbyist. Born and raised in Glasgow, I am always looking to find the best way to enjoy the international world of drinks within Scotland, as well as the finest in local fare.
Naturally, this trend is ‘shored up’ around Christmas and New Year, when it is traditional to leave a wee nip out for ‘Santa’ on Christmas Eve, or to see in the bells with a dram.
As ever, this started as a London thing, darling! Take a saunter in the City and the oh-so fashionable East End, and you will find gin bars aplenty, many of them touting the ‘local’ gin of their borough. You see, micro-distilleries are popping up here, there and everywhere. Even in Scotland!
In Britain, nothing says ‘rosé’ like unbelievably expensive music festivals, sports where all the players wear white, and the occurrence of some form of dreadfully ‘exciting’ royalty-based palaver.
Foreign Secretary William Hague was stupid enough to appear to make a grossly sexist comment "under his breath", but in front of parliament's dozens of cameras. It was in response to a question from Labour MP Cathy Jamieson at Prime Minister’s Question Time.
She had been bold enough to ask about his ministerial conduct in relation to his work with party donors. Said donors were an oil company.
Yup, I’m joining in solidarity with an army of whistleblowers to crack the whole thing wide open for all to see - after decades of unrest, the American Revolution is well underway.
Bored with years of beer oppression, the drinkers and brewers of America said: 'enough', and decided to go it alone. They are shunning mass-produced beer in their millions, and have adopted the craft beer revolution in a way that makes me, for once, envious of their culture.
Brewdog, the purported enfants terribles of Scottish Brewing, have been in the news again.
Since I wrote my last blog, wherein I suggested they are fast becoming the new mainstream of Scottish beer, they launched a ‘crowdfunding’ scheme; a ‘joe public’ floatation of sorts. Through this 'Equity for Punks' (oxymoron, anyone?) scheme, they successfully raised the first million of their targeted four in a single day. Hot result, right?
Yes, the good old Herald goes to great effort to promote our produce and contribution both within our own borders, and in the world. It’s an ongoing, probably endless project. Given that within Scotland we all (sort of) have ‘wee country syndrome’, such appeals often take the form of pieces saying: ‘Look! We can do it just as well as them big countries’, and so on.