Onwards and
upwards and would you adam and eve it, they’ve done it again. Following in the
shadows of Green Spot, which to be honest I wasn’t exactly blown away by, now sees
the release or technically the re-release of Yellow Spot. A 12 Year Old bottling
from Midleton which was last produced in the early 1960’s by Dublin based wine
merchants Mitchell & Son.

The nose
kicks off with a flouncing frolicking fruity foray of overly ripe peaches, sun
drenched nectarines and dried apricots. Followed by wallowing waves of cough
candy, pink marshmallows and pronounced punchy  puffs of clove driven winter and wood spice.

A freshly
mowed lawn surrounded by hedgerows that exude a blooming bounty of Turkish
roses make for the next set of sensations, along with a generous glug of lemon
infused honey, the orange and cherry elements from a well made Old Fashioned
cocktail, and a cheeky last minute charge of chargrilled banana.

A big
wonderlicious wedge of treacle tart and the aroma from a warm comforting slice of
jam roly poly bring a homely air to the proceedings, along with faint teasing whiffs
of butterscotch, vanilla fudge and something distinctly dessert wine-esque.

The palate
kicks off with all the sticky sweet zingy innards and outards of a honey and lemon
Lockets Lozenge, followed by a dominant yet beautifully balanced follow through
of cloves, wood spice and a subtle sassy lick of liquorice.

Those pink
marshmallows make a return this time topping a warming mug of mochachino, that’s
been served with a generous serving of apple and plum cobbler. Followed by
fried slices of plantain that have been dusted with fine pinch-ettes of cayenne
pepper, and washed down with another glug of that desert wine.

Orange oil
infused honey and more of that vanilla fudge, this time in the still hot and
setting variety make for the next set of palatable pleasures, along with the sensation
you get when sitting by an open window of a train as it chugs along through the
country on a still summer scorcher of an afternoon.

If you’re
after an impressive long lingering finish then you certainly won’t be short
changed here, where it’s a case of citrus, sweet’n’spice and all things very
nice. A perfect finale to a dram that’s delivered in balanced abundance all the way.

Though whilst enjoying this fine drop drammage, you may be forgiven for thinking that you’ve
infact been enjoying something not of the Pot Still variety. As at times it’s
rather reminiscent of something you’d find over the other side of the Irish sea to the east of Scotland in Speyside. But rest assured it’s Irish all the way and just a testament to the versatility and depths that can be found
in Pot Still whiskey.