Till today, I was under the impression that only alcohol and cheese are aged to improve their taste. A 11 year old Black Label is costlier than an under-10 year aged Red Label, though never tasted a 11 year aged cheese; if it tastes like alcohol, never want to.
Today, on 2012 Deepavali Eve, a neighbourhood kid was firing his cap gun. The tat-tat-pat-pat of the cap firing pistol is definitely an irritation, but when do the kids get away making so much noise?
Any (every) other day the kids are shouted at by the old Grinch and his wife in ground floor for their boisterous play. Even today they were slightly scolded for the cap firing so near their doorstep. No wonder people prefer to stay away from them, even for Deepavali.
BTP, the child had a problem with the roll caps not climbing up in time to face the hammer strike. These Deepavali toy pistols are good enough for one season - after which they simply break down.
As it is bound to happen, the child handed over the toy pistol to me to ‘make-it-behave’. While aligning the inner tongue which pushes up the roll cap to the hammer, I noticed the roll cap was dirt brown in colour, instead of the usual blood red or rose.
I handed over the now-well-behaved cap gun back and asked to see the roll of caps which the kid had stuffed his pockets with. He did so and ran off to scare some pigeons roosting in the air conditioner vents. Deepavali is not a good time for animals - the chickens, the birds, the stray cats and dogs.
:-D
When I took a look at the label on the roll cap pack, I was stunned. The date of manufacture was July 2001. Yeah! That’s right. It was 07/2001 - more than 11 years old.
Looks like the guys poppa and momma are pack rats who conserve even firecrackers (for a rainy day?). 2001 manufacture probably means it was their first Deepavali together - their Thalai Deepavali.
:-D
A kid bursting crackers manufactured before he was ever born. Wish I was so lucky and someone would hand over to me something made before I was born - Champagne or Scotch I mean, not crackers or cheese.
Wish everyone a very Happy Deepavali!
(a young llama scaring chickens with his cap gun - image courtesy daniellespinks.com)
Today, on 2012 Deepavali Eve, a neighbourhood kid was firing his cap gun. The tat-tat-pat-pat of the cap firing pistol is definitely an irritation, but when do the kids get away making so much noise?
Any (every) other day the kids are shouted at by the old Grinch and his wife in ground floor for their boisterous play. Even today they were slightly scolded for the cap firing so near their doorstep. No wonder people prefer to stay away from them, even for Deepavali.
BTP, the child had a problem with the roll caps not climbing up in time to face the hammer strike. These Deepavali toy pistols are good enough for one season - after which they simply break down.
As it is bound to happen, the child handed over the toy pistol to me to ‘make-it-behave’. While aligning the inner tongue which pushes up the roll cap to the hammer, I noticed the roll cap was dirt brown in colour, instead of the usual blood red or rose.
I handed over the now-well-behaved cap gun back and asked to see the roll of caps which the kid had stuffed his pockets with. He did so and ran off to scare some pigeons roosting in the air conditioner vents. Deepavali is not a good time for animals - the chickens, the birds, the stray cats and dogs.
:-D
When I took a look at the label on the roll cap pack, I was stunned. The date of manufacture was July 2001. Yeah! That’s right. It was 07/2001 - more than 11 years old.
Looks like the guys poppa and momma are pack rats who conserve even firecrackers (for a rainy day?). 2001 manufacture probably means it was their first Deepavali together - their Thalai Deepavali.
:-D
A kid bursting crackers manufactured before he was ever born. Wish I was so lucky and someone would hand over to me something made before I was born - Champagne or Scotch I mean, not crackers or cheese.
Wish everyone a very Happy Deepavali!
(a young llama scaring chickens with his cap gun - image courtesy daniellespinks.com)
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