Khilandeep’s father is a wonderfully funny man. Its no wonder there is always laughter in the house. Today he rang whilst we were having lunch at his house. (He was at work). He wanted to make sure that I finished my lunch with slices of orange. He seems to think that having an orange at the end of the meal is good for you. I tend to agree with that.
He believes that when he comes to New Zealand in July, he will be as fit as me and be able to chat up all the girls. Well, all I can say to that is it won’t be hard to get as fit as me.
I was watching a man with one of these carts that the Indians push around. He was selling icicles. It was interesting to see how he did it. He would get a block of ice from the little freezer, rap it in a rag, then start to shave of the ice into a cup. Once the cup was full, he would then get a bamboo stick, break it a little at one end and poke it into the cup of ice. Next he would pack the ice down into the cup around the stick with his hands. The final touch is to take the icicle out of the cup and cover it with a syrup from his collection on the cart.
If you haven’t caught up with the latest in IPL, Brendon McCullum had a scorcher of a first game. I think it was 154 not out. (We are talking the 20 20 game) He had something like 13 sixes and the rest were fours. So far he is the top scorer. So he gets to wear the orange hat. Its absolutlely amazing how many people go to the matches. The stadiums are full every time.
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Sounds fascinating, but I might pass on the icicle...
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