There's a "Gin bar" opened near us. Lasses going on about it all the time and inviting "the girls" round to"gin nights" at each others houses. All gin to me tastes like it was made in a bathtub with dead pigeons floating in it. Don't get me wrong, I'll drink it if its put in front of me cos I'll drink owt. Our lass has a bottle of "artisan" gin that she got for her birthday. When she's gone to bed I'll have a mug now and again then I'll buy some Gordon's to top it up with before she notices. This has been happening for months, its pretty much pure Gordon's now. She had a glass this week and said "Oh this is lovely, so much nicer than Gordon's." Its hardly fucking single malt is it?