Thursday, 24 December 2009
Wednesday, 16 December 2009
Friday, 4 December 2009
Monday, 30 November 2009
Saturday, 14 November 2009
Thursday, 12 November 2009
Monday, 9 November 2009
Saturday, 31 October 2009
Wednesday, 28 October 2009
Sunday, 25 October 2009
Monday, 19 October 2009
Sunday, 18 October 2009
Saturday, 17 October 2009
Wednesday, 14 October 2009
Saturday, 10 October 2009
Wednesday, 30 September 2009
Wednesday, 16 September 2009
Sunday, 13 September 2009
Friday, 4 September 2009
Thursday, 3 September 2009
Sunday, 30 August 2009
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
The problem is that outside of the Middle East, the price of dates skyrockets.
Israeli dates are as cheap as chips so naturally, buyers like Carrefour and Asda will take the lowest priced products.
One could assume that many of the Iftar buffets and bistros at the InterContinentals and Hyatts around the world are supplied by the same dealers.
No doubt we'll have comments.
Where is Essa when you need him?!
Sunday, 23 August 2009
Friday, 21 August 2009
People are acting like the place is going to close down tonight and disappear. Panic buying of the highest order - I even managed to receive an elbow in the face from one individual who is lucky that he is not celebrating his first Iftar through a tube in the Royal Hospital - a high price to pay for a box of strawberry jelly. Yes - he wanted the entire box!
It was quite amusing to have a look at how similar the trolley-loads are.
I have worked out that there are some vital things that need to be purchased:
Vimto - about 50 bottles should do the trick. (They actually have built a 20 foot high Vimto pyramid.)
Foster Clark's Powdered Orange Drink - and you all wonder why your kids are on the ceiling!
Jelly - by the palette. Enough for at least 300 people.
Creme Caramel Desserts
Eggs - thousands of them
Yoghurt - again, enough to fill a small ship should do the trick.
Before leaving for Carrefour, I think the locals either take some form of stimulant or maybe just a five litre drum of coffee.
Whatever it is, it has to have the effect of making one edgy, nervous and then pushy.
One month of chaos. I think, just like Christmas around the world, that the spirit of Ramadan is gone.
Tuesday, 18 August 2009
Saturday, 15 August 2009
Monday, 10 August 2009
Tuesday, 21 July 2009
Friday, 17 July 2009
Jet Driver decided to go swimming last night down at Qantab beach, and as I was heading back towards my car, I saw a big blue tour-bus coming down the road.
The driver, a young chap about 20 was tooting the horn and weaving the coach from side to side in an effort to look cool, and then proceeded to swing hard into the left parking area.
The laws of physics took over and a rapid but rather pricey lesson in kinetic physics ensued as he hit the brakes.
Sand and gravel are not the most adherence-friendly of surfaces, and as the bus slid across the car park, and struck a ridge between two ruins, it is nothing short of a miracle that the bus stayed upright and the group of people, mostly teenagers from Nawras at the beach for a party, were not killed.
Jet Driver would normally go straight to the authorities for numpty behavior like this, but this being where it is....nothing would get done anyway.
One hour later, they were still trying to start the engine.
Jet Driver and others explained that because the electrics were now ripped asunder and strewn all over the path, due to the bus falling off a three foot ledge, attempting to start this bus was both futile, and more importantly, dangerous!
This however, fell on deaf ears - as both driver and "assistant" kept turning the key and pumping the gas.
Utterly useless........but left in charge of a bus full of kids!