Wednesday, 30 October 2013

Spot the Difference

Previously on Cigar Stories...

Mel Gibson shoots at helicopters with his eyes closed, and I get done for a second time with fake cigars.

Now as much as I dislike every minute of all the Lethal Weapon movies, even the ones I haven't seen, it isn't the only TV slash movie production that I have a problem with when it comes to helicopters, as Magnum P.I. caught my attention earlier today.

I have fond memories of Magnum P.I., which was one of my favourite TV shows back in the 80's.  That and Manimal. 

Tom Selleck is great, but to be honest, I don't remember much past Magnum and Higgins living together, Magnum driving a Ferrari that wasn't his, and his two mates - T.C who flew helicopters, and little Rick.

In this episode, Tom and T.C fly off to catch the bad guys, who just happen to be acting out the scene on top of some cliffs, and of course everybody knows that cliffs make it easy for helicopters to sneak up on people, and so up pops the helicopter right behind the bad guys, taking them completely by surprise. 

They weren't half as surprised as I was though when I noticed T.C had been replaced with a bank robber.

And these are the photographs of what I'm talking about...

Here we have the real Magnum P.I. and his mate T.C (and no, it doesn't stand for Top Cat).

In this picture, you can clearly see that T.C. is not dressed as a bank robber, although who knows what he might be thinking.

In the next photograph, Magnum P.I. looks normal enough, he's the same colour at least, while T.C. has turned into a white guy in a balaclava.

Skipping quickly past all the obvious jokes and stereotypes, I can't believe they thought that slapping a black balaclava on a white guy would do, whatever the reason.


Moving onto cigars.  See if you can spot which one is fake.


I'll give you a clue.  It's the bottom one.

Did you know that Manimal only ran for one series of eight episodes?  I know, mad isn't it.

Saturday, 26 October 2013

Those are fake cigars!

Said I.

Oh really...

Yes.  Really.

Right...and what makes you say that?

Well I'm no expert mind, but if you look at the cigars, which are all from different Cuban houses, they all look almost identical.  That and the crappy bands on the Cohiba.

So you know a lot about cigars do you?

Well, I'm no expert ha ha ha, I think you need to check with your supplier, or maybe not your supplier, but somebody else who is an expert and not your supplier because I don't think your supplier can be trusted.

Leave it with me she said, and that was the last I heard about that.

Now, the first time I came across counterfeit cigars we were in Jordan, and low and behold, that thrilling exact word for word account you've just enjoyed also happened in Jordan, only just last week.

Not surprising then, but what is surprising was that this was my hotel, which claims five stars.

Nothing was done over the next few days, so I bought one of the cigars on offer, and in the name of science, I smoked it. 

It was fake, and now I feel a bit of a rant coming on.

After my recent self appointed senior position with the grammar police I've decided to see how much I can say in one sentence without using any punctuation marks whatsoever like as if I was talking in real life and making a point about something or other without pausing for breath while my face goes all red as the air runs out but I'm still trying to speak although its now nearly impossible but if I would just used a comma everything would just be a whole lot easier!!

What brought this rant on you ask?

Well.  Recently it's come to my annoyance that people are commenting on certain social media sites on whatever rubbish they think they have an opinion on, and they badly type up their ramblings with misspellings aplenty, and not a single punctuation mark to be seen.

And another thing, as far as I know, an ellipsis has three dots.  Not two dots or five dots, but three dots.  That's why people say dot dot dot.

And I'm starting my sentence with a conjunction.  I make my own rules.
Cuban Cigars


Tuesday, 16 April 2013

I'm back

Hi everybody.

Remember me? Well, I'm back.  By popular demand no doubt.

In case you wondered, I didn't go anywhere, I've been here the whole time.

Well not here.  Not right here.  I've obviously been places.  Not many places mind.  But a few.  Nice places mostly.

Anyway, I'm going to kick off this come back special, with a with a new cigar that arrived in the post today from C.Gars Ltd, called the Inka secret blend - Azul blue Bombaso Maduro. 

A beautiful looking budget cigar, dark and squishy, that I paired with a pressed apple and beetroot juice.

Apple and what? I hear you scream.  Pressed??  What's happening here? Is this a new me?  Healthy-not-from-concentrate fruit juice instead of unhealthy-not-from-concentrate beer juice?  Might be.

I must admit, after a recent trip to Ireland (to celebrate Gillian Doyles birthday), I felt hung-over for at least two weeks, and suffered like never before, and with the belly taking a lot more effort to keep in check these days, it was time I curbed my enthusiasm.

At least on a Tuesday evening in the garden.

The Inka was nice smoke.  A bit too strong for what I wanted at the time, and it also lasted longer than I planned, but I enjoyed it, and it only needed the odd relight and touch up along the way. 

Next time I've got a shorter stumpier cigar to report on.  So until then, and I promise I won't leave it as long next time.

The Inka

The Stinka