O yesh it hash! Bought that beggar firsht…………… shtill gorranuvver bockle left, too!
Speaking of Sanatogen and the like, my first father-in-law (I used to collect them) had a fondness for 'Wincarnis Gold'. He was from Tennessee and had become attached to the stuff while he was a GI over here. Apparently they don't sell it in Dallas, Texas. Whenever he and his truly delightful wife* came over to see their daughter he used to drag me round all the local wine shops trying to find the stuff. It tasted foul – like treacle and cough mixture – but I was usually rewarded with a bottle of something else far more palatable for my efforts.
On the other hand Liz's Dad was a Yorkshireman and apparently only partial to past-its-sell-by-date, supermarket-brand canned lager…….. Ee they're careful folk, tha' knows.
(*The Hectoring Harpy from Hades)