The blog has become boring. This is, unfortunately, a case of art mirroring life, as my life is also very boring at the moment. I don’t want to die, so I’m staying inside. And because I’m staying inside I’m not out looking at birds and trees and burgers. Or, of course, improving my mind in a museum.
As I said to Dame Judi Dench when she popped round for tea and cakes yesterday afternoon, something has got to change. By the way, if you ever have her round for tea, watch the Battenburg. She has what used to be called a healthy appetite and she’d had three slices before I’d finished pouring the tea (we were using the Crown Derby because we had company). I was lucky I wasn’t just left with crumbs. I suppose with the entertainment industry being shut down she’s feeling the pinch and has to eat when she can. Thinking back, perhaps we should have had sandwiches too, and offered a doggy bag.
It could have been worse, I mean, I wouldn’t want to get between Timothy West and his dinner. I’ve seen some of the things they eat on Great Canal Journeys (though I’m not sure the Rochdale Canal really qualifies) and they seem to eat well. I’ve been to a rugby league match at Rochdale when Nottingham Outlaws were in the cup, and played in a dismal cement enclosure. We ended up with a punctured ball when it hit the perimeter fence and spike went through the ball.
I recounted this to Dame Judi, but it seems she doesn’t follow Rugby League. Probably not enough Battenberg involved.
Next time I’m going to invite Dame Maggie Smith. She’s quite thin and I can’t see the Battenberg being in much danger from her.
Anyway, that’s the first post from my new and interesting life. Not sure how I’m going to cap that as the letter from Kylie Minogue’s lawyers was quite definite about the 200 metre rule, which will make the tea drinking almost impossible. On the other hand it will keep the Battenberg safe. Swings and Roundabouts…
(Note: No, none of it is true. It’s just the lockdown talking. I’m sure Dame Judi has impeccable etiquette when it comes to eating cake.)
Kylie would have been a good guest as she looks like someone who only pecks at her food. If you are still bored, I would suggest a series of records of conversations over the the tea table with a selection of guests through the centuries….or there is always decluttering of course.
I’ll get my list of historical celebrities now…
You are never boring, Quercus. I have learned many interesting things here, and I am sure I will continue to so so. 🙂
I will do my best. 🙂 Meanwhile, I am writing a poem about voles. It isn’t very good and I’m concerned by the choice of rhyme for daffodil. It may yet end up as a limerick. 🙂
A vole limerick! I am looking forward to it. 🙂
Careful what you wish for!
An Oregon farmer named Ross
suffered fires, tempests and frost
plus a great plague of voles
all digging their holes
till the cats came to show them who’s boss
That might be slightly over-stating it, but I was quite pleased with the way it worked out. 🙂
I have Charlie Chaplin stood in the window opposite. He looks like he needs feeding, can I send him over for tea?
I’ve always thought he seemed a bit of a miserable sod in real life, but I wouldn’t pass up on the chance to entertain a legend. 🙂
A lively mind is never boring, no matter how ordinary the days.
I’m feeling less lively, which is one of the reasons I need to do something to sharpen myself up.
Discouraging times, Quercus. But hope is on the horizon with a new vaccine that is reported to be 90 percent effective.
Flu vaccines are only 40-70% effective when you check the figures, but they have always worked for me so far. 90% will do nicely. 🙂
Definitely not boring
🙂 Thank you Derrick.