didn't realise I would cause such a stir, I will let the lads know of this response, thanks PS. I think that I'll just stay with my wee drams of scotch
I remember my Grampy secretly treating my sister and me to Babycham in very posh (as we thought at the time) glasses. Those flat ones that were supposed to have been modelled on a woman's breast.
Can anyone remember a drink called Final Selection it came in a small bottle with a red warning label on the back saying due to the alcohol content to much is considered dangerous, in the 1950s it was