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jmdbjk · 21 days
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Well...
I've always harped on their "chemistry" and its no exaggeration. They fit together so naturally. They are so very in tune with each other, when you are with that person and you feel like everything is right and it doesn't matter what you are doing, where you are going or if you are doing anything or nothing at all.
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This episode was completely different than any of the previous episodes.
By the end of November they both knew what was going to happen and embracing the idea that they were about to "go in" and they were doing this together. They flat out said they were making memories to take with them while they served their military obligation.
Jimin and Jungkook clearly see themselves as just ordinary people living extraordinary lives, and they want to and expect to experience ordinary things.
The convenience store visit.
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They ran like kids sliding on the ice, stomped in the snow, threw snowballs at each other, even though occasionally, Jimin's pragmatism burst their cozy little bubble:
Jungkook: "When it snows during our military service I think I'll recall this moment."
Jimin: "Right now, we're watching the snow from a hotel window but soon we'll have to sweep it up."
Ever the romantic, that Jimin...
Walking on the street with the general public, getting coffee, making their way to the train station... just like everyone else...
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Yes, they had a crew with them, leading them and following them through the streets of Sapporo. But everything they did was ordinary.
When they are ordering food or drinks, their attempts at reading and speaking Japanese are endearing. They just dove right in. I love them. See? Don't let language be an obstacle when traveling in a foreign country!
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I don't know if that's his personal little round furry money purse or if the staff used that for this trip's spending money and just handed it to him... but it was cute as fuck.
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There is nothing pretentious about them. Yes they can whip out the black card to pay for expensive whisky but Jungkook took pleasure in choosing what he wanted himself, carrying his armload of 18 year old whisky to the counter and paying the $4000 for it himself at the distillery. He could have had someone else do it for him.
We saw these purchases in his refrigerator during his live on Dec. 8:
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As ordinary as it was, there were still some very WTF moments that everyone has already pointed out:
That moment from the car ride on the way from the airport to the hotel at 11 o'clock at night, no seatbelts, Jimin practically sitting in Jungkook's lap and both smushed against the door. Jungkook looking like he is about to get lucky or just did.... man, I don't know what that was all about and how it stayed in this episode instead of getting edited out. I mean... there is a cut so we are not seeing the entire thing but what they left in was... ok?... I guess?
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The train ride sequence (even though it was highly manipulated in post-production to wipe out all the other people)...
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That culminates in this... we hope it ends up being a selca in the photobook. The moment was so sweet.
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At the distillery, cosplaying their pickup lines at a bar...
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Jimin's moment of clarity when he envisioned himself a girl dad and Jungkook thinking "uhhhhh... ok, Jimin, whatever you say"...
Gotta say though, Jimin envisioning himself a father at some point in the future was very sweet.
They reminisced a lot, talking about how much they and the other members have changed over the years and still remarking to each other how young they both look when back outside in the cold air, cheeks flushed from whisky and beer and a hot meal.
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Their point of view regarding their looks, "they enjoy watching us gradually get raggedy and fat."
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Yet, their age difference is exactly what makes them click. Jimin being older, caring, watchful, responsible in the early years, and Jungkook, so young, still socially awkward, always watching Jimin, always sticking close by him, learning how to maneuver the situations they faced in their profession. Through the years they evolved and matured personally and professionally into the men they are today.
If they had been same-agers, the outcome may not have been the same.
Again, props to the staff for everything they did to make this happen for Jimin and Jungkook. It appeared that some of the time they remained outside in the cold while Jimin and Jungkook were indoors eating or getting coffee.
This trip was their final trip before that "rite of passage" that every Korean male is obligated to fulfill. There was a poignant edge to a lot of this episode, in what they talked about, in the imagery. Jimin has always seemed to want to hang on to his "youth" and now he was about to cross that line and he knew it.
I also keep harping on the fact Jimin and Jungkook are together as we speak and I am thankful for that every day. I firmly believe they are thankful for each other, even if they are not same age friends.
Two more episodes.
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syd-djarin · 4 months
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private eyes - jack daniels x private investigator!f!reader (18+ MDNI)
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this is for @iamasaddie little lady kinky may challenge! congrats on 2.5k! <333 I was paired with Jack / Voyeurism.
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tags: voyeurism (reader watches jack), masturbation (m & f), reader is a private investigator, gratuitous descriptions of my fav cowboy stroking his big cock, dub-con a little? reader masturbates in her car but there isn't anyone around so public but private
a/n: this is the first fic I've completed in months. it's short and to the point, idk how i feel about it but it pushed me out of my writing slump! kinda want to do a part 2 for this, what do y'all think 👀
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 “I want you to catch that son of a bitch in the act.”
The visibly scorned woman, Camilla, sitting across from you asks through tears, ones that she hasn’t allowed to escape down her cheeks; catching them right at the waterline with an overused tissue.
This isn’t the first time a disgruntled, mistreated, or betrayed lover has sought out your services — no shortage of shitty men leaving trails of destruction while they pillage and greedily chase their own interests. She’s no different, seeking closure from the broken-off engagement from her now ex-fiancée, Jack Daniels. The pair had been together for a year, engaged for three months and one day, out of the blue, Jack broke it off. According to her, he didn’t give a concrete reason, something vague about being consumed with his job and that “she deserved a better life than that”. 
Of course you get paid a pretty penny for your work, but you take great pleasure in catching a man in the act. Whether the woman needs proof for divorce settlements, custody battles, or to just have leverage. Whatever the case may be, you find a gratification you don’t get anywhere else; the upheaval of a man trying to have his cake and eat it too. 
The conventionally attractive woman you couldn’t pick out of a line-up slides her homemade dossier across the coffee shop table, tacky & sticky from previous patrons. You flip through the information presented to you, taking mental notes as you go. You can’t deny the heat that rises up your face as you study the picture of your next target. The deep sable eyes resembling a baby calf’s are staring at you through the glossy photo paper. He’s sporting a mustache reminiscent of Burt Reynolds that is calling your name. His smirk is laced with a charming cockiness. 
“He’s quite the looker, I know. Hell of a lay, too,” her words snap you out of your daydream. Her words feel hollow, his looks are the only attributes she’s mentioned during the duration of the consultation. You're not getting paid for moral judgements and you remind yourself you don’t know the whole story. 
“Which is why I want to know who he’s fucking. I know there’s another woman, or maybe even a guy… he’d answer calls in the middle of the night and step into another room and I swear I could hear a woman’s voice on the other end, he’d tell me he’s going on work trips… he works at a whiskey distillery, why the hell does he need to go on all these trips?” She explains, putting air quotes around ‘trips’ with her dainty, well-manicured hands, “he’d stay late at work a few nights a week, and then it turned into a nightly thing… Anyways, you come highly recommended, so I’m trusting you won’t let me down,” she adds. You’re not a fan of the passive aggressive, back-handed compliment she gives you, but ultimately you give her an understanding smile as you both rise from the table. 
“I’ll be in touch,” you tell her, as you exit. As cliche as that line is, you love saying it every time. 
Days of following Jack around have proven to be fruitless. The man has a simple routine: wakes up at six, traipses to the bathroom to begin his morning regimen of a showering, shaving and grooming his beloved mustache, and to conclude,  adorns his body in his tight denim jeans, a crisp button-down, a cowboy hat, and boots to match. You hate to admit it, and someone would have to waterboard this information out of you, but the hat is doing something for him. 
Or you. 
Whatever. 
He shops weekly on Wednesdays (he always puts the cart back inside the store, not the cart returns in the parking lot), takes the same route home everyday, watches Jeopardy while he eats dinner – you caught on quickly that he cooks during Wheel of Fortune, it appears he isn’t a big fan of Pat and Vanna, dishes promptly following Final Jeopardy and bed by nine. In three weeks Jack hasn’t had a single visitor, of any gender, leaves work at five like everyone else, the man isn’t adding up to be a cheating womanizer like Camilla had set him out to be. Not to say that he isn’t, but you’re not finding any evidence to support that claim. You’ve actually found yourself developing a crush on the man. He’s undoubtedly handsome, seemingly laid back despite his strict routine, and there’s something mysterious that lies beneath that you’re itching to unearth.
You’re parked discreetly across the street from his house. It’s a nice quiet street, with only two lamps to illuminate the surrounding neighborhoods, allowing you to stay shrouded in the night. 
You’re about to call it a night, exhaustion settling deep into your bones, when you notice a lamp turned on in the living room. Fortunately, the window faces the street, making your job that much easier for you. You pick up your binoculars to peer in, adjusting the focus for your prying eyes. Thank the universe he left his blinds open. 
He sits on the couch with his back facing you. It looks like he’s reaching for the remote, like maybe he’s having trouble sleeping, but when he settles back into the couch, you notice he’s butt ass naked, in all his glory. Even through the binoculars, you can see how big his cock is. Your mouth salivates at the sight, wanting to feel the stretch of him in all your holes. 
You’re not supposed to see this. Not at all. Usually in your assignments, you don’t get the full X-rated view, just the PG-13 suggestive one, and you are more than grateful for that. 
But not now.
You’re getting your own private peep show from the man you’re getting paid to spy on. You’re feeling like a grade-A pervert right about now but the sight is too glorious to look away. He spits on his hand, and languidly begins stroking his cock. He runs his other hand through his hair, his toned arms flexing with his movements, his chest heaving. 
It shouldn’t turn you on like it does. For one, it’s highly unprofessional. Secondly, he’s unaware he’s got an audience. Morally speaking, it’s definitely not your shining moment. But it’s the hottest thing you’ve ever seen, watching him tease and work himself up. You couldn’t pry your eyes away if you wanted to. 
Jack’s not the only one getting worked up; your clit throbs so hard you feel like it’ll go numb. Your heartbeat echoes in your ears thump-thump thump-thump. You let out a whine when Jack massages his tip, precum dribbling out like a sweet nectar you’d like to feast on. He continues his slow movements, dragging out his pleasure at a delicious and excruciating pace. Somehow, this makes the whole scene that much hotter; the display of restraint and discipline. You wonder if he does that with his lovers. Teasing, teasing, teasing, giving just enough to drive you insane before slowing almost to a stop. 
Possessed by desire, you haphazardly look for any lingering people outside before unbuttoning your pants to shove your hand to where it's needed most. You gasp at the cool air hitting your thinly clothed pussy, you can smell your own arousal seeped into your panties and it spurs you on further. You mirror Jack’s pace - teasing your lips with a featherlight touch, inching closer and closer to your needy clit, stopping just shy of it, to tease yourself more. It’s agonizing in the best way, taking your time like this. Normally, you like efficiency when making yourself come, rarely going the extra mile to turn the pleasure dial up, but this makes you question why you’re ever in a hurry. 
You reach your clit, going in gentle circles to match Jack’s unhurried pace. You wish you could hear the sounds he’s making, all the grunts and whimpers escaping his plush lips. 
He speeds up his strokes, now ravenous for his delayed release and so are you. Overtaken by the need to come, you drop the binoculars, letting them fall to the floorboard. You’re not even watching him anymore, having seen more than enough to commit to your spank bank. With your eyes closed and head pushing into the headrest, your mind is flooded with images of Jack fucking you slow, hard and deep, absolutely destroying your pussy – legs over his shoulders, hitting the spot that makes you scream and cry in euphoria. The image of him spilling into you, filling you up with his come is what tips you over the edge, your body shivers in bliss and you rock against your hand to ride out the high, feeling faint from the intensity. 
After you’ve recovered and fumbled your chance of ever seeing The Pearly Gates, you dare to look back to his house, to find all the lights back off. It’s a bit of a relief, feeling less shameful of what you’ve done now that you can’t see him at the moment. 
You button your pants backup and lean over to retrieve the forgotten binoculars from the floorboard, as your fingers grab them you hear a knock on the window. The sudden rap on the glass makes you flinch, feeling your skeleton attempt to flee from your corporeal body. Your heart drops to your stomach when you see Jack standing outside your car, leaning one forearm against the body so his face is level with yours. Fuck fuck fuck. You’ve been caught. Dizziness and nausea war within you as you roll down the window. You open your mouth to explain the situation, but words never escape your mouth. 
“You like watchin’ people don’t ya?” he asks, his tone is dark, but not angry. No, it’s something else entirely. 
“I–”
“‘S’alright. Caught onto ya pretty quick. A pretty face like yours ain’t hard to miss.”
“I– i’m sorry, um,” you scramble to find words, any words but Jack interjects again. 
“You like watchin’, but darlin’ I want to know, do ya like bein’ watched?”
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Julian O'Neal is Cherishing Cherry (@wrixie)
Julian did not have a good life growing up, music being the only constant thing in his life, the one thing he could take comfort in at the end of every day. In his teens, he started working at Dead Man's Records, a local record shop he could walk to after school, and the same place he'd spend his hard earned money at, buying himself records, cassettes and everything he needed to listen to them at home.
Whatever money Julian had leftover after buying his records went into his savings, and as soon as he was 18, his boss ( and owner of the store ), let him crash in the bedroom upstairs. This little record shop tucked in a corner of Copperdale was his entire life, and he was grateful for it, he loved it so much he barely saw working there as labor. He loved the music, the ambience, the customers, and the friends he made there. He transformed the place, bringing in new clientele and adding a space for people to perform music and read poetry.
When Julian was 23, the record store owner passed away, leaving Julian the shop and the apartment in his will, and it's been under his care ever since. In recent years Julian added a recording booth to the shop as well and got a little radio show started, as well as using the space to teach kids and teens how to play guitar. Private DL if chosen! More info below ⬇️
In regards to his love life... there isn't much to say other than he has been abysmally unsuccessful. His longest relationship ended a year ago, and had been a failed attempt at being married. Julian and his now ex-wife had only been dating for about 3 months after having been friends for 10 years, and drunkenly decided to get married by a Judith Ward Drag Queen impersonator. 6 months later the pair realized they were much better off as friends and broke things off. They're still friends and share custody of a cat named Custard.
Still, Julian has all but lost hope on love and is slightly desperate. Dating apps are NOT his thing, at all, as the man is quite the technophobe, he doesn't even own a smartphone. So here he is, giving love another try, going out of his comfort zone in the process.
Likes: thrifting, vinyl records, collecting record & cassette players, making mixtapes as a love language, music from before the 2000s, distillery tours Dislikes: smartphones, music subscription services, most vegetables, vapes, electronic music, futurism
Traits: Restless, Music Lover, Technophobe
Fun Facts: collects record players and tape players, loves movies too just not as much as music ( especially slasher horror ), his favorite movie is Scream, his favorite band is Filter, secretly likes to dance, is a competent enough cook but usually too tired to do it so he tends to order food a lot, never had pets growing up but would love to have more of them now, he just needs the space for it, cries easily, is the go-to person to invite to a concert, friends with pretty much all his customers and students.
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Elayne having that QEII, precise English aristocratic accent was such a perfect choice! And her bearing! Indicating where to put the cushions with a glance, a genuine crinkle of the eyes, the utterly self-possessed confidence of the gracious thank-you, taking the service as her due.
And then immediately pivoting upon realizing this is her Novice wall-mate! The Cadsuane to her Elena, the other half of her future legend. Coincidence, yes, but Elayne and her homemade distillery under her bed can convince this tax dodger Tower-assigned bestie to be as legendary as Elayne has every reason to believe Elayne herself will be!
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On September 19th 1854 The Great North of Scotland Railway (GNSR) opened, running from Aberdeen to Huntly.
The Great North of Scotland Railway was established to connect Aberdeen with Inverness, a target which it never reached due to the hostility of the Highland Railway based in Inverness. Furthermore, this impoverished railway built a penetrating line deep into GNSR territory to reach Keith. Between Aberdeen and Lossiemouth (its furthest point from Aberdeen) the GNSR built a series of lines serving North East Scotland from the fishing ports of Fraserburgh and Peterhead to the distilleries of Speyside. A separate line (originally entirely separate with its own locomotives: the Deeside Railway) reached Ballater and was used by the Royal Family to reach Braemar.
The main station in Aberdeen was owned jointly by the GNSR and the Caledonian Railway (the North British Railway merely had access to it over the CR). Very little of the GNSR remains other than the mainline to Keith and the main station in Aberdeen. Only one of its typical locomotives the Gordon Highlanders in the pic has been preserved
Curiously the building in the last pic has never been a train station. The signage points it being part of GNSR, but it was actually used as a bus station of sorts.
In an attempt to service as many passengers as possible, the North of Scotland Railway introduced bus services to more remote towns in the early 20th century.
This bus depot serviced the people of Braemar until the Deeside line was closed in 1966. Today, the bright blue timber structure retains its original signage.
Despite the absence of restoration work, the facade of the building remains in one piece, and the depot’s waiting room and office can still be observed through the front windows The building has become a popular subject of many an Instagram post!
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Ewan McGregor To Auction Arran Whisky For Charity
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The 26-year-old Arran single malt was distilled in 1998
Scottish actor Ewan McGregor is auctioning 150 bottles from his private cask of 26-year-old single malt whisky from Lochranza Distillery for charity.
McGregor has partnered with the distillery to bottle and auction 150 exclusive bottles from his 1998 vintage single cask, which the distillery gifted to him. All proceeds will go to Children’s Hospices Across Scotland (CHAS), a charity that supports children with life-limiting conditions and their families.
Ewan has been involved with CHAS and visited their hospices many times over the years, so He knows the unwavering care that both [hospices] Rachel House and Robin House provide children and their families during their hardest moments. “ He hopes this auction can raise a significant amount to ensure that these wonderful places can continue providing the service they do.”
The auction offers whisky enthusiasts and fans of Ewan a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to own a piece of whisky history and contribute to a worthy cause. Whisky Auctioneer will auction the limited edition bottles from 27 September to 7 October. The auction is open to bidders globally, and the first 24 bottles have been personally signed by Ewan McGregor.
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The first 24 bottles auctioned will be personally signed by McGregor
The rare 26-year-old Arran single malt was matured in an ex-Sherry hogshead cask and is offered at 46% ABV. The expression is one of the oldest whiskies ever produced by the Lochranza Distillery, each bottle features a unique, specially designed label, making each bottle hugely desirable in its own right.
Stewart Bowman, distillery manager of Isle of Arran Distillers, stated: “In 1998, Ewan McGregor joined us at Lochranza Distillery to toast the first cask of Arran single malt, which was the first legal cask to be laid down on Arran for over 150 years. We presented him with his ex-Sherry hogshead that day, and it has matured in our warehouse.
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Andrew Currie and Ewan McGregor toast the good health of Arran single malt on the shore of Lochranza castle in 1998
Bowman added: “Like Ewan, we remain close to our roots and are passionate about giving back to the community. We have looked after Ewan’s cask for the last 26 years, and we are delighted to work with him, Whisky Auctioneer, and Leith to raise money for CHAS.”
Creative agency The Leith has partnered with Ewan and his brother Colin McGregor to bring Ewan’s Cut to life, pro-bono. The bottle design and name have been inspired by McGregor’s career, featuring references to his roles in films including Trainspotting and Star Wars, as well as his Long Way Round television series.
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Each of the 150 bottle labels is said to read like a mini film script, with no two labels alike. The ‘Ewan’s Cut’ labels were created and written by Rob Petrie (head of design at Leith) and Colin Montgomery (senior copywriter) with support from Beth Lauder (senior account manager).
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Each bottle of Ewan’s Cut contains a refernces to McGregor’s impressive career. Credit: Isle of Arran Distillers
Joe Wilson, head curator and spirits specialist at Whisky Auctioneer, said: “At Whisky Auctioneer, we take great pride in supporting charitable causes, and we were honoured to be approached to bring Ewan’s Cut to auction. The launch of Isle of Arran Distillers nearly three decades ago was a landmark moment in the whisky industry, ushering in a new era of independent Scottish distilleries. We are proud to play our part in this exciting chapter of their story and look forward to sharing this remarkable whisky with enthusiasts globally.”
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Prohibition AU: The Family
The Outer Circle
These members have a limited amount of knowledge into the scale or even the degree-of-illegality of Naven's empire (Bliss Ocean).
Molly Blyndeff, trudging through hard times with an uncaring family, Ms Blyndeff has been quietly emancipated in exchange for her eyes, ears, and unassuming demeanor. A little spy in short.
Trixie Roughhouse, a close friend of Molly's with a fascination with concoctions. Upon introduction, they were assigned to be apprenticed in moonshining at one of Naven's underground distilleries, though they personally prefer experimenting for unknown product.
Phoenica Fleecity, another friend of Molly's. She isn't of much use in criminal activities (also the least informed of Naven's doings), but her generous allowance does help grease the financial side of activities she has no business knowing about.
Howie Honeyglow, an engineer and construction contact of Naven's. He provides maintenance and solves any lack of facilities for 'business activities', by building them up in record time with little excess charges.
Giovanni Potage, leader of a band of misfits who broke off from another street gang; now in Naven's employ. As mentioned in a previous post, he provides the majority of grunt work in Sweet Jazz City for Bliss Ocean. His talent lies in his rousing leadership which keeps morale steady no matter the branch, much to Naven's surprise. Hosts weekly hotpot nights for his brothers (in-arms).
Percival King, the officer who chose peace. She sees Naven as a major businessman with some connections to the criminal underworld; thus a deal was struck where Percy cooperates with Naven in removing the violence on the streets (and kills off competition) while Percy avoids further investigating Naven's influence that made the deal possible.
Indus Tarbella. Formerly Mera's self-declared servant and bodyguard, he now provides security and butler-like services in extension to Naven as a means to remain close to Mera.
The Inner Circle
Everyone here has blood on their hands. These are the men and women who initiates and executes the family's plans. Aka Bliss Ocean Proper.
Zora Salazar: former bounty hunter, gunsmith, and living action film 'protagonist'. Once carried out a hit halfway across the country within a single day by jumping off a wing of a plane midair onto a passing train to cut time. She usually works alone over larger distances outside of Sweet Jazz City.
Mera Salamin, the main (once) licensed surgeon and occasional strategist. She was out of a career after leaving glass shards in a patient and former co-worker who allegedly harassed her. But her swift manner of action caught Naven's attention, and she refuses to play on the sidelines this time.
Ramsey Murdoch is the accountant and financial advisor, mainly for Naven's legitimate ventures but also reaffirms good and competitive business sense for an empire balancing its legal and illegal standings. Whilst Naven is a great dealmaker, Ramsey makes those bigger deals possible.
The Driver is Naven's eyes on the city, as well as his personal companion. Always (seemingly) a different person to outsiders, some speculate that Naven has Sweet Jazz City's private chauffeurs under his patronage. Though in reality, Yoomtah Zing is a master of disguise and has a more hands-on role in managing Naven's criminal operations alongside Mera.
Naven Nuknuk, former arms dealer to the IRA and the man who came from selling apples to apple cider. He is just a small fish in comparison to the big bosses in New York or Chicago, no need to pay heed to him! (The FBI certainly doesn't anymore)
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Ingela Gathenhielm the female Privateer
Ingela Hammar was born in Onsala on 11 September 1692, the daughter of a shipowner and privateer. In 1711 Ingela married the neighbour's son Lars Gathenhielm whose father was also a privateer and together they had five children, of whom only one, the son Anders (1714-1768), survived to adulthood.
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Possible portraits of Ingela and Lars Gathenhielm (x)
A year earlier, Lars Gathenhielm had already received royal permission to attack and plunder ships of all nations that were enemies of Sweden during the Great Northern War. Reportedly, he also attacked ships from non-enemy nations in practice, which made this activity illegal piracy. The booty was sold in Dunkerque in northern France. Lars made a fortune, was admitted to the Gothenburg City Guild in 1715 and was ennobled alongside his brother Christian for his services to the Crown. Ingela was always closely connected with seafaring as his business partner, advisor and mastermind of many of his businesses. And so it is not surprising that she herself became active as a privateer, whether also as a pirate is not proven, but also not improbable. A fact that was not uncommon in Sweden, where it was normal for wives to support their husbands in their business and even inherit the trade. And this was no different for her. After Lars' death in 1718 (he had tuberculosis) , Ingela received his Letter of Marque and his fleet, which she used abundantly and expanded her other businesses. She also inherited a ropemaking business in Götheborg, where she lived and ran everything and founded her own businesses, such as a bakery, a smithy, a distillery and a sailmaker's loft.
Therefore, it did not bother her much that in the course of the peace with Denmark in 1720 and Russia in 1721, the letter of marque was taken back. However, she sued the Crown for compensation which she had suffered during her active time as a privateer and was even granted justice.
In 1722 she was remarried to Lieutenant Colonel Isak Browald, who later took over her business, but their happiness did not last long. Ingela died in 1729 at the age of 37 and was buried next to her first husband Lars in the Gathenhielm family crypt in Onsala Church. 
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