Broddy heads back to grab a second bottle of an absolute banger, only to discover they’re all sold. Worse, some naughty whisky mules have been smuggling ‘em out of his native home to punt on Scottish auction sites. Cue a Broddy huff.

Wait! Not whisky? But this is Dramface! Yes, but this is also Tyree, and what we learn about whisky through his eyes and experiences is valuable indeed.

Liquid autumn.