I really enjoyed reading this evening though I’m not much of a whisky drinker. The article mentions a special whisky drinking glass - I followed the link: £120 for a single glass 
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Yikes.
We have some nice cut glass which I inherited from my parents and which almost certainly will have been bought by my paternal grandparents (as they had a few quid to their name - not necessarily all total legit, but that’s another story which I may have told before). In amongst them, there was tumbler which became known as “Lee’s whisky glass”. Lee was my late father in law and the only person who visited the house who drank whisky. Lee was special to me - I knew him socially and it was through that I met his daughter. The glass was only ever used by him and, after his death, I didnt want it to just become “another glass in the cupboard”., so I destroyed it. Folk may think that a bit silly and/or weird and maybe it is - but it feels the right thing to have done. Something like times very long past when important people would have some of their prized goods buried with them - and, actually, I wish we’d done that with Lee’s glass but didnt think of it until much later.
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Thanks for sharing the story of Lee’s whisky glass. My friend in Australia is going through her late father’s belongings and found some objects which she strongly associates with him and cannot bear to throw away. She has commissioned a local artist to make ‘memory frames’, which I think is a sort of three dimensional framed artwork, incorporating the objects and some photos. I think this is a nice way to preserve memories.
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Interesting to see Rampur on there — probably my least favorite of the Indian whiskies (which can be quite excellent these days).
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@Saregama, which Indian whiskies would you recommend? Before I read this article I didn’t even realise Indian whisky was a thing!
Agree. Tried Rampur double cask two times (two bottles) but always go back to my Indian favourite Amrut Fusion. Cheaper too.
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Memory frames make sense to me.
I have my Grandfathers “go to town” cowboy boots and cowboy hat.
He was a pioneer, homesteaded on 320 acres of land in northern Montana.
His working boots and hat got tossed by my aunts. I can not say that I blame them.
