20.1.09

Just read this on MSN’s daily horoscope page. Barnum effect? Oh, how I laughed…

 

SAGITTARIUS – November 23rd – December 21st Every hour of the day will bring a new problem to solve; as time wears on, it will be hard to stay calm and positive. You’re going through some tough times and it won’t always be easy to see the good through the bad. Even though life seems to be hitting you hard, progress will be made. Compliments coming your way let you know how much other people appreciate you and there may even be a good humoured moment or two as the day ends.

In memory of 15.1.09

There is something very comforting about ritual – the sound of the liturgy spoken en masse; the collective knowledge of when to applaud; the correographed dance of the stranger who you just know will step to the left at the appropriate moment.

Case in point? A wedding ceilidh.

Previously described to me as a Scottish martial art, I watched in awe as a disperate group of friends and family whirled and whooped and stamped and clapped – a beautiful kalidescope of colour and enthusiasm inspired by aged whisky and ice-cold gin.

The Scots forget that no other nation gives up 1 hour a week of phys ed. to stand, blushingly pubescent, in a musty gym and learn the Virginia Reel, Strip the Willow or the Saint Bernards Waltz; they look bemused as the uninitiated turn down the opportunity (citing two left feet or unsuitable footwear) to indulge in a bit of full-body contact in full view of the Mother of the Bride…and I, unversed in the intricacies of the Dashing White Sergeant, gazed on in envy as the grinning bride and groom led the guests in a wild, musical celebration of their day.

Even though every culture has it’s customs and conventions, none are as inclusive and joyous as the Mcallan-fuelled invitation to join in a delirious, tartan dervish.

I really regret not having a go, so I’m planning on taking lessons.

Next time I want to be able to confidently kick my shoes off and say ‘Yes’.

PLEASE BRING IT BACK…!

Someone has possession of the shop window-squeedgee thingy.

I is bright red and has a rubber-tipped window scraper (thingy) that slots into the handle.

I lent it to you (whoever you are, you gorgeous being, you) so please bring it back!!

I need it!

My windows are manky!

And I have a super-duper extension handle that is lonely without its mate…