A lovely, new, modern supermarket has just opened near us in Saket. It stocks a range of gourmet imported goods and basic foodstuffs, so your bills aren't so high you need resuscitation afterward. But what really sets Le Marche apart from other shops near us is the refrigeration units are actually cold on the inside. Most of the ones in the shops near us no longer actually refrigerate. When you open the glass door to get your butter, for example, it's already at room temperature. Which might not be exactly what you wanted, especially when it isn't butter you were hoping to buy but frozen peas . Rod has a special name for these kind of refrigeration units. He calls them cupboards.
As I was being driven to the supermarket today I passed a couple of signs worth mentioning. The first was on the hoarding alongside the Metro (train) extension. It read: "A care full man is the best safety device". Me, I'm not sure a man with all the worries of the world on his shoulders is really the safest bloke on the building site, but that wasn't the sign that really tickled me. Across the back window of a car, where Indians often add their name, instead of Ram or Adi or Amit and Arushi (Think Kev and Tanya, or Wayne and Raeleen), someone had decided to put a little ditty. It read: "After the whiskey, Rohit is risky". I wonder if Rohit finds he gets stopped by the police more often these days? Maybe he should try adding a red flashing arrow to draw a little more attention to his bad habits...
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