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Christmas Humour

4 January, 2020
Posted in: Cork, Ireland, Siblings

My sister’s friend is the daughter of a former professor of mathematics who is also a well-known writer of joke books. An unusual combination but why not?

My sister was at her friend’s parents house over Christmas and told the author a joke she had heard. He said that in his line of work he hears a lot of jokes and most of them aren’t new and the ones that are new aren’t funny but that this one was both new and funny. Here it is and I’m sorry if you’ve heard it before.

I am the Ghost of Christmas Future Perfect Subjunctive, I am here to tell you what would have happened were you not to have changed your ways.

Apparently in their house, the Wise Men travel to the crib from across the room as is the case in many other houses. I’m pretty sure though that it’s only in the retired maths professor’s house that the distance is measured for every day so that travelling at a constant speed they arrive in the crib on January 6.

The Journey of the Magi

6 January, 2020
Posted in: Dublin, Ireland

A cold coming we had of it,

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Just the worst time of the year
For a journey, and such a long journey:

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The ways deep and the weather sharp,
The very dead of winter.

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Happy Women’s Christmas. If you are in the mood, I recommend this recording of T.S. Eliot reading this poem aloud.

Adventures in Philology

7 January, 2020
Posted in: Cork, Ireland

I watched the Christmas Bake Off the other day.

Someone made a Battenberg. It was what I understod to be Battenberg in my youth: namely a triangular cake with chocolate on the outside and yellow and brown stripes on the inside as may be viewed at this link. I was aware of the rectangular marzipan coated pink and yellow offering as an alternative and, frankly, inferior Battenberg.

I was very surprised to hear that the triangular Battenberg was a Cork-only thing. I mean, who knew? Related, does every body know that a tory top is a pine cone? If not, why not?

Meta

14 January, 2020
Posted in: Siblings

My sister: You haven’t posted on the blog in a while.

Me: But you know what I’m doing, I talk to you all the time.

Her: I like to see the spin you put on it.

An Exchange giving an Insight into the Personality of each Family Member

25 January, 2020
Posted in: Boys, Daniel, Michael, Mr. Waffle, Princess
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Where is Michael, you might be wondering. Yeah, he’s ignoring our petty earthly concerns.

Matters Mouth Related

26 January, 2020
Posted in: Boys, Daniel, Hodge, Michael, Princess

The cat somehow managed to hurt her nose. She may have got into a fight. Unclear. Mr. Waffle took her to the vet (which she did not enjoy) and the vet pronounced her to be basically fine and we should just wait and let her get better. €60 we will never see again. Sigh. Anyhow to skip to the finish, she did recover, but in the intervening fortnight she was unable to lick herself clean. Who knew a cat could become so revoltingly smelly. That licking behind the ears regime is startlingly effective.

Meanwhile, herself had another appointment with the medieval torturer who is passing himself off as an orthodontist. Honestly, if I had known at the start how much prolonged misery it would involve, I would never have started. I mean all she had was one little snaggle tooth (as our American cousins say) and it was actually quite cute and characterful. The orthodontist has now applied those dreadful elastic bands which are attached by hooks on the inside of her mouth. The pain, the poor child. She told me that the dental nurse said to her that she couldn’t go until she had put on the bands herself. It took her about 2 attempts. The dental nurse sighed and said, “It’s always the same, girls can do it straight away but boys take about 14 tries.” She speculated that it might be because girls look at themselves in the mirror more. It’s possible, I suppose. When she returned home, bloody, battered and elasticated, her brothers’ words of comfort were uncomforting. Daniel offered, “Now there is no food that you can’t readily turn into a catapult.” Michael said, “Isn’t it a good thing that I have perfect teeth?”

And in final tooth news, Daniel’s front tooth was declared dead by the dentist and he had his root canal treatment (€450 but cheap compared to the braces). Daniel said the procedure wasn’t too bad and he was quite cheerful during and after even though he had to lie there for a good hour with his mouth open. I took him for a bun afterwards and he ate it up with every appearance of enthusiasm.

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He then took himself off to GAA training that evening without a bother. All in all it appears to have been far less painful than his sister’s brace tightening which is something, I suppose. I have to go to the dentist for my regular check up next month. I’m not sure I can face any more mouth related trauma, so let’s hope it passes off peacefully.

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