“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same”
Paraguay in the late 60s
President Alfredo Stroessner and his fellow officers from the military rule with an iron fist. Lining their pockets with income from taxes levied on whisky and cigarettes smuggled into Brazil.
I was staying in Asuncion: one leg of a trip to South America to promote Buchanan's and Black & White Scotch Whiskies. The hotel – from memory – was the Bolivar.
It had been a long day: time for a drink before dinner. I looked at the selection behind the bar – and saw a small, ceramic flagon with the words ‘Yorkshire Liqueur’ on the label.
“What on earth is that one?”
The barman shrugged. “No lo sé señor, alguien lo dejó aqui.” (“Sir, I don't know. Someone left it here.”)
He passed it to me. ‘Brontë’, I read. ‘Original, unique, Yorkshire Liqueur.’
That was how Sir James Aykroyd first came across Brontë Liqueur; in a deserted bar 6,400 miles from home. The memory of the drink stayed with him and some 50 years later, Bronte Drinks Ltd manufacture and produce the Liqueur with natural ingredients inspired from the moors around Howarth with a seductive combination of Blackberry, Sloes, honey and jasmine will convince you it was worthwhile.