
Regrets, I’ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
“My Way”’- Frank Sinatra
We’ve all done things (or not done things) that we may have regretted. I’ve done plenty of stupid things, but who hasn’t? Thankfully the fact you are reading this now means we are both here to tell the tale. Though by the end of the sample I’m leaving to sit, I’m not 100% sure whether this will be my final regret.
I’m not going to give up, as this was one of the more expensive of the Silent Season miniatures, and had a good seal coupled with a decent fill level. The other mini I have wasn’t so good with the fill level so there was no point taking the chance of it being flat and unreviewable. How I came to regret this choice.
I’d love to fill you with a story about this distillery, but there is really not a lot to tell you about it, but this will come with a story after a wee bit of tasting.
Region – Lowland Age – 5 y.o Strength – 40% Colour – Old Gold (0.6) Cask Type – not stated Colouring – not stated Chill Filtered – not stated Nose – needs to sit. Sewage, possibly camomile and liquorice. But mostly sewage. Or maybe tripe. Palate – Petrol. Finish – Down the sink

I’m gutted. I have drunk some awful whiskies in my time, but this one is up there. It was worth quite a bit as a collectible bottle as well and I should have kept it sealed. I don’t think it was actually petrol, as it didn’t smell like it, but it was revolting. Abort! Abort! Abort! It was oily in my mouth and it took a few toffees afterwards to get rid of the highly unpleasant taste in my mouth.
As this was an Italian import bottle, and with a taste very unlike whisky, the possibility of this being a fake entered my head. The seal looked good but a very good fill level which you don’t tend to see on these miniatures. And after only one sip, and after eating sweeties, I can still taste it, something strikes me as odd. Even at bed time when I was cleaning my teeth and despite having a cleansing nip, I still had a taste of the liquid in my mouth, despite only taking a sip. If that doesn’t set off alarm bells, what would?
I would have never really thought of this being a fake, but I’d let my guard down, and for those of you who may be drinking old samples, let this be a warning to you that if you have a perfect mini of an old and rare sample, then proceed with caution. All that glitters isn’t gold. It’s very easy to become complacent after many years purchasing at auction and only having successes. Provided that they haven’t evaporated too much, even the minis with low fill levels have provided an interesting drink, if not the way the bottlers intended it to be.
The seal was good on this bottle, and the cap didn’t look out of place – if it looks new or the seal looks suspicious, walk away. But I never even thought about those things until my experience of the liquid. Doing it retrospectively could have given me very different results, but there were other warning signs that should have stopped me even sipping it. The smell alone should have been the red stop light.

I often look at tasting notes after I buy a dram to see what I can expect and these are not common for Glen Flagler due to the rarity and the cost of the whisky nowadays. I had expected grassy notes, and while this did definitely smell vegetal in the extreme, the only grassy notes I got would have been similar to those from a lawnmower collection bin after accidentally running over a fresh dog turd. They say you can’t recognise a smell or taste you haven’t had before and this was one experience I wasn’t planning on ever smelling again. Word to the wise – strim long grass before mowing it. If nothing else, strimmers are easier to clean, definitely when you find a dog egg.
Before labelling this as 100% fake, I looked for any other signs and how the bottle had been treated in my ownership. It had always been tightly sealed. It had always been upright. Even in packing my bag to take to Poland, I had orientated the samples so the only time they would in theory have been horizontal is when my bag was being carried on and off the train. So, limited contact with the waxed seal. Of course, before I bought it, the last owner could have kept it on its side, but in my experience this usually gives a cardboard sort of taste to the spirit, sometimes taking away the taste of the whisky, but never making it foul. Even the waxed seal and cap looked in good condition, but maybe too good for its age; it’s something that just can’t be verified, but in whisky I feel that things like this if you suspect, then you are perhaps right.
What’s worrying me was the mouthfeel. Very very oily or syrupy. Almost like oil itself. Or glycerine. because it was in my mouth for so little time I never fully analysed it. When you have a taste like that in your mouth for so little a moment, there has to be something not quite right about it. As one of my social media followers on BlueSky commented “it could have been worse. It could have been a full sized bottle.”
A lesson learnt that not all whisky is good and not all old bottles can be trusted. And you can all know that while I may have done some stupid things in the past, at least I still have a sense of self preservation.
People seem to chase after this dram due to its rarity but to be honest, if this isn’t a fake and that was the real taste, then I don’t give it much more than I did the Passport blended whisky. And that was awful. By clicking on this link you’ll see what I thought of that. Glen Flagler was never meant to be a market leader, it was simply a distillery at the Inver House complex in Airdrie to supply malts for its blends. It had a relatively short existence of 20 years, starting in 1965 and ending in 1985. It was used in Hankey Bannister, a blend that I’ve never seen in the shops. The complex was also home to a second single malt, Killyloch, which is even rarer to find. Garnheath grain distillery completed the trio within the same site.
As for Glen Flagler? Don’t look for it on a map as like Glentauchers it doesn’t exist, although there is a Tauchers Wood. The name Flagler comes from a street in West Palm Beach where the American founder of Inver House had a residence.
The brand has been rejuvenated as a blended whisky and there is a single malt still available but whether this is left over stock or a sourced malt, I don’t know. What I do know is I’d rather drink Bells than try anything with that moniker again.
Yours In Spirits
Scotty
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