Day 12, the midway point, livin’ on a prayer. Whilst I don’t ascribe to the notion that barring a few exceptions, most whisky is either hurried, poorly conceived or poorly created (but rest assured some quarters most certainly do contend this) – I do believe that there’s an awful lot of spirit out there that tastes pretty analogous. Let’s be clear - analogous is not to be equated to bad….far from it. But when you’re tasting thousands of samples a year, there’s often a tendency for everything that’s in the middle, halfway there(!), to end up lost in a large heart that’s neither truly ground-breaking, nor shamelessly awful. You just don’t remember the typical and the conventional in quite such a memorable fashion.