Grant's Whisky and Scotland's Oldest Woman

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Scotland's oldest woman died recently at the age of 110.
She was the last surviving grand-daughter of William Grant, founder of the Glenfiddich distillery.
A special reserve whisky had been produced to mark her 110th birthday.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotlan...tland-17675827

Scotland's oldest person has died at the age of 110.
Janet Sheed Roberts, who celebrated her 110th birthday last August, is understood to have died last week.
She was born in Cabrach, in Moray, in the summer of 1901 and was the last surviving granddaughter of William Grant, who founded the Glenfiddich distillery in Dufftown in 1886.
Mrs Roberts lived just a few miles from the distillery, and had a whisky named after her.
Eleven bottles of the Glenfiddich Janet Sheed Roberts Reserve were produced to mark her 110th birthday.
The first bottle was sold at the Bonham's whisky auction in Edinburgh on 14 December last year, fetching £46,850 which was donated to international charity WaterAid.
Another bottle was sold on 10 February for £44,000 at an event hosted by the Walking with the Wounded charity.
Olympic runner Then at an auction in New York on 15 March a bottle sold for US$94,000 (£59,252), breaking the record for the most expensive bottle of whisky ever sold at auction.
Mrs Roberts studied at both Glasgow and Edinburgh universities, reading law at Edinburgh, where she was the only woman in her class.
She played hockey there and during one mixed game is reported to have found herself marking Eric Liddell, whose Olympic success was captured in the film Chariots Of Fire.
Mrs Roberts practised law for many years and met her husband Eric at the firm McGrigor Donald.
Mr Roberts later became a director of William Grant and Son and she promoted the business around the world with him.

[tulloch]

Wow. Thanks for that Alex. Very interesting.

[Seawolf]

So I suppose that no one on the X put in a couple of quid for a "wee dram"?

Aon ghlainne, chan fheàirrde ’s cha mhiste mo chorp no m’ anam e. Dà ghlainne, ’s fheàirrde mo chorp e, ’s cha mhiste m’ anam e. Trì glainneachan, ’s miste m’ anam e, ’s chan fheàirrde mo chorp e.

Loosely Translated: One glass, not the better and not the worse my body or my soul of it. Two glasses, the better my body of it and not the worse my soul of it. Three glasses, the worse my soul of it and not the better my body of it.

Or so the saying goes!

Slàinte mhor!

Seawolf