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Entry: Moroccan Gin - or Djinn - A16992192
Author: PedanticBarSteward - U1618943

Moroccaan Gin or Djinn
Whenever I am ever stupid enough to attempt to pour boiling water directly into the sink, I incur Fatima’s wrath. This is a serious matter at any time but ‘inconvenient’ when you are attempting to strain the greens.

In Morocco, boiling water must never be poured into the sink. It must be poured into something containing cold water and although this includes the bog it does not include the shower and never the basin. Why?

For the next five years of my cross-culture existence I put up with this minor inconvenience. However, I became aware that whenever I cooked anything from a boiled egg to a four-course dinner, Fatima would appear at critical times. Whenever she thought things were cooked, she’d be there, as if by magic, just to make sure that I didn’t pour boiling water down the drain. Why?

If I hadn’t taken up the teaching game, the whole thing might have remained a mystery. As it was, life changed and I found myself, not trying to work out the best way to incarcerate people for the cheapest price, but discussing the necessity of spending a month’s food allocation on killing a sheep, with one of my ‘English’ students, Abdelwahed. We both had the same problem – we disagreed with our wives, and the short term solution seemed to be that we should buy one sheep between the two of them and for us to go off and spend a couple of days in Marrakech.

As we were discussing the curious interpretation of Islam, the world, the flesh, the devil and Kipling's Butterfly That Stamped, the subject of Djinns came up. Abelwahed related a story from his youth when he was berated by an elderly relative for pouring boiling water down the drain. His argument that it was dangerous to leave a half-full kettle of water on the gas burner when there were small children about. It was explained to him that scalded children were nothing compared with the cataclysm that might be caused by pouring boiling water down the drain. “Why?” he asked.

Well it seems that the Djinns’ children all live in the drains and scalding them is potentially far worse than scalding your own children or siblings. This belief is very firmly entrenched here, even though I have never heard of it anywhere else in the Arab world.

When I got home I asked Fatima about it. Rather sheepishly she admitted that it was indeed the reason. As the only living thing that I have ever seen emerge from the drains here is a cockroach, I can only assume that Djinns are enormous great cockroaches.

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But it hasn’t gone unread or unappreciated. It’s been nominated, seconded and we’d like to feature it in the <./>underguide</.> and give it a spell on h2g2’s Front Page. These glimpses into other cultures are eye-opening. Myself, (Waz wearing UGed hat on this occasion), I like pouring boiling water down – I think it might move some of the grease that must collect there. But I wondered this evening when I poured out the potatoes if I should…

A Polisher will be in touch about making the UG copy. One thing we did wonder about, btw, was the ‘Gin’ in the title. Is it just word play? Or an implication that cockroaches turn into Djinns when under the influence?

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