fleeing from the emerald isle after an argument with a one legged bookie turned sour. O'Hara and his parrot headed for safer territory.
Landing on the sunny coast of the Caribbean the two got a mighty taste for rum. They would gulp the stuff with gusto quaffing until they were howling at the moon in deranged unison.
Now considering himself rather an expert - and being something of a betting man - O'Hara made a healthy wager with a rum-maker that he could create the greatest rum the place had every tasted. Throwing toghether the groundbreaking fusion of cinnamon, line, vanilla, spices and a devilish secret ingredient - O'Hara's Spiced was born.
...oh and we don't need to tell you who won the bet? Right?