Tuesday 11 February 2020

Tuesday.


         

                                        Mystery Object.
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Photo is of  one corner of 'the Library' (not a book in sight, you'll notice).  The small clock in the centre of the photo is running, and continues to keep quite good time.

 Mystery object is to the right of the picture. It is of an unusual size for its type (just over  three and a half inches long which you may find a bit offputting) but give it a try.

12 comments:

Crowbard said...

Is it a brandy barrel for a chihuahua?

Mike said...

I don't think you could fit a chihuahua into it. So no. However, I think you may be on the right lines; but don't start thinking any sort of bad pun intended- there isn't any.

Crowbard said...

So it might fit around a mongoose's neck maybe? Does it contain a minim of rat-poison perhaps?
Could it be a token of an abstainer's ability to resist constant temptation? Was it a 'prentice-piece' by a very young or small cooper? You are a dreadful tease Mike! I shall have to go and have a quiet lay-down now.... G'night.... Zzzzzz!

Mike said...

Hello Crowbard. You are shooting all round the target. kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk











Hello again Crowbard. You are shooting all round the target, without quite getting it. I'll leave it a while to give everyone a chance of guessing. One small tip, Carl : see if you can work out what the object is made of - it might - or might not - help.









Crowbard said...

Dear Mike, How about providing a sharply focussed and clearly illuminated shot of the object with no distracting horological devices? I know you don't need a sharp photo because you have the item to observe. It appears to be of leather with a leather thong ( but might be on a cord!) The leather 'pouch' looks to contain a steel flask surmounted by a gubbins which may be a flint lock or a decorative cock's head pinned next a screw-cap. It is most unfair of you to challenge the world with such a fuzzy object when the engraving on your tick-tocks is so precisely and clearly depicted! Mummble, mutter, moan, winge.... Ok then! "No, sorry, I don't know what sort of priming flask it is."
Luv Bruv.

Mike said...

Well - it isn't! None the less - I think I must give you full marks - you've got all the relevant things right. Good Observation.

It is what our ancestors would have called 'a leathern pottle' or flask. It is child size, which is the really unusual thing about it. I think these things were made over a long period, and probably for carrying brandy or similar.

GOOD TRY!!!!!

Crowbard said...

They treated the kids more kindly in those days... Brandy indeed, we only got VP port over-watered with Bestyett lemonade!!

Mike said...

Yes, but didn't it look festive?

Crowbard said...

Life looked a lot better than it seemed in those days, Mike! But it has improved with keeping!

Rough said...

You got Port and lemonade! We got codliver oil and halibur? Orange, plus malt extract :(

Mike said...

Cor. Did I really force that muck down you ? Sorry daughter. Still; I usually open a decent bottle of plonk for you these days.

Crowbard said...

No doubt they passed the pottles on from child to child in those large familied times, Mike. Which may be why nobody ever heard of viri (viruses?); the surviving youngsters being resistant to everything from rotten pork to arsenic. It's surprising the rats didn't become arsenic resistant, but it still seems to sort them out even now!