Pakistan's Daily Times reported on Saturday (17 May) that Indian-held Kashmir is turning to the drink in a big way. No problem with that you'd think, everyone likes a drink. Except that it's the only part of the country with a Muslim majority in the population.
Following the social upheaval and trauma of an armed insurrection that started in 1989, peace has now broken out between India and Pakistan and more and more are breaking out the bottle openers and corkscrews. Excise officials claim over 1.2 million bottles of alcohol have been sold in the past year in the Kashmir Valley.
There's something almost reassuring to know that whether it's after a hard day at the office, or after two decades of warfare that people see a drink as the perfect way of relaxing and "taking the edge off".
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A blog looking for the interesting, depressing, amusing and bemusing news and views from around the world on "swally" - or alcohol, booze, loopy juice, call it what you will.
That's the swally - what's the swally?
Swally is another word for "alcohol" - in particular, in the form of a socially-acceptable drink, not an ingredient in a cleansing wipe or window cleaning fluid.
"That's the swally!" is an excuse, a description for a certain type of otherwise inexplicable behaviour, or if the law courts recognise it: a sound legal defence. When you spill some lager down your newly-ironed shirt - that's the swally. When you read about someone who has tried to have sex with the pavement - that's the swally. When you see someone slaloming down the road at 2 in the morning, casually eating a pizza out of a box while speaking to themselves - that's the swally.
This blog hopes to highlight some of the more entertaining, amusing and downright depressing uses of the demon drink that deserve a shout out.
"That's the swally!" is an excuse, a description for a certain type of otherwise inexplicable behaviour, or if the law courts recognise it: a sound legal defence. When you spill some lager down your newly-ironed shirt - that's the swally. When you read about someone who has tried to have sex with the pavement - that's the swally. When you see someone slaloming down the road at 2 in the morning, casually eating a pizza out of a box while speaking to themselves - that's the swally.
This blog hopes to highlight some of the more entertaining, amusing and downright depressing uses of the demon drink that deserve a shout out.
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- The kids are all drunk
- Take a drink. But not two. Or fifty.
- Oh mother!
- Oh Manchester, so much to answer for
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