Blogging has its hazards. In a comment on one of my posts, Cat 9984 wrote, “Britain is a very mysterious place sometimes. I asked a woman what the difference was between a grey lady and a ghost. She said there isn’t any.”
I don’t know what Cat 9984 expected me to say something in response–I didn’t think to ask. Maybe nothing. Maybe she just wanted me to join appreciate of the mystery that is Britain with her. But since I pass myself off as a close and baffled observer of the country, I expected myself to sound informed, in my usual uninformed way.
The problem was that I had no idea what we were talking about, so I turned to the internet, hoping it would save my hash, and punched “grey lady, define” into Google.
What did I learn?
The first definition told me that the gray (as opposed to grey) lady is the New York Times. Which I knew, I’m American and I grew up in New York. It’s the paper Donald Trump calls “the failing New York Times.” Every time he says it, the paper’s circulation goes up.
Keep talking, Don.
You might want to note (since it will be on the test) that when the color gray crosses the Atlantic, the E changes to an A. Or the A changes to an E. It depends on whether the color’s headed east or west.
What does this have to do with ghosts or with Britain? Nothing, so I moved on.
Merriam-Webster defined a gray lady as “a volunteer worker of the American Red Cross who provides nonprofessional care and services for the sick and convalescent usually in hospitals.” Which is also an American definition and so no help to us, since we’re supposed to be talking about Britain.
It’s also short a comma. When I’m done typing, I’ll send M-W a handful with a request to sprinkle them around randomly. One of them should land in the right place.
GoogleDocs, by the way, disagrees with M-W’s spelling of nonprofessional. It takes some nerve to disagree with a dictionary on spelling. GD probably does it to distract M-W While it sells M-W‘s data to Cambridge Analytica, or whatever its successor company’s called.
Before I left, M-W offered me a chance to sign up for the word of the day. My days already have lots of words, so I passed.
Next I learned that there was a grey lady in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Who was she? Helena Ravenclaw. And who was she? Oh, hell, I forget. It’s not on the test, so we can move on.
The link after that took me to the Urban Dictionary, which is where it got truly weird. One definition was, “A grey ghost of a lady that every primary (at least in my area) had. Usually found in the lads or girls toilets (depending on if you’re a lad or a girl). Appears at night or when someone says ‘grey lady’ three times and switches the light off. No primary school kid dared try it and if they did they left before she could appear (apparently).”
This is the only definition that was even remotely relevant to Cat’s question, but by this time the search had overtaken the reason I was searching, so I kept on.
The next definition was, “1. A nickname for a submarine. 2. Also, a person who drops a depth charge and farts in an area to be occupied by an unsuspecting victim.”
Aren’t you glad you asked, Cat?
Just under that was an ad suggesting that I buy a Grey Lady mug for my father-in-law, Jerry. This seemed oddly personalized, except that I don’t have a father-in-law. My partner and I couldn’t get married back when her father was alive, and his name was Wendell anyway. He would’ve just hated being my father-in-law. He did his best with the situation, but it was hard enough being my father-out-law.
Even if all that hadn’t gotten in the way, however, a mug that said “Grey Lady” doesn’t strike me as something he would have wanted, even if he was still alive and even if he’d have wanted a present from me.
Who do you suppose sold the data that said I had a father-in-law named Jerry?
Wikipedia mentioned an American catamaran ferry and a couple of movies, and then moved on to folklore, listing a series of ghosts said to haunt houses in England, Scotland, New Zealand, Malta, and the U.S. (specifically, North Dakota). Then it mentioned “The Grey Lady, the given name of the retired British Shorthair champion cat residing in New York City. However, the cat prefers the name Chicken.”
Since this was in the folklore section of the definition, maybe we have to accept being told what the cat liked to be called, although I’m not convinced of it. Personally, I wouldn’t dare call my cat Chicken, although he will accept being called Kitty if the word’s accompanied by food.
What have we learned about British culture from this excursion? Not bloody much. Some weeks are like that. If you’ve got a more sensible topic to suggest, jump in. I may not be able to do anything with it, but if I can I will.
>What have we learned about British culture from this excursion? Not bloody much.
But your use of the word “bloody” shows that you’ve absorbed a bit of British culture yourself!
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True. But this isn’t where I learned it.
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the failing NYT hahaha, I agree keep talking :) Very interesting Post :)
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Thank you. It’s a funny thing, but I can never tell–okay, I can seldom tell–in advance which posts will tickle people and which ones won’t.
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Your posts are so interesting there are times when I laugh like I did this time and times that just make me think :)
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That’s one of the nicest compliments I’ve had. Thank you.
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Reallyyyy???? you are so good at what you do!!! :)
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The thing is, you hit on the two things that I’m trying to do here. It’s nice to be appreciated for what you’re actually trying to do.
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See you are doing a great job!! :) If I got what your trying to do I am sure that there are other that think the same thing. :)
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This made me smile, both your search for meaning and the original question. I think she probably meant this grey lady: https://www.gainsborougholdhall.com/about-the-old-hall/the-old-halls-ghost Though I’ve heard ‘grey lady’ describe many other ghosts, the defining feature of them is that they appear, walk for a bit, then vanish.
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Thanks for the link. It reassures me that it doesn’t mean me, gray not-really-a-lady that I am.
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Nope, not you. :) The ‘grey’ (or gray) in it refers to the sort of not-quite-opaque appearance!
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Funny you should mention that. I’m feeling kind of opaque this evening.
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Every now and then, it’s good to be reminded that we have a state called North Dakota.
I remember the movie “Gray Lady Down” which, since the movie is about a submarine that was sunk by a Norwegian freighter while enroute to New York, might should have been called “Grey Lady Down” – I’m not sure the movie reveals the precise location of the accident and you didn’t reveal the precise location of the A/E line, so I have no way of speaking with authority.
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I was going to make a joke in terrible taste involving mistaking Down for Drown, but I won’t. I’ll just let you know how terribly in-good-taste I am. And yes, we do have a state called North Dakota. And another one called South Dakota. There are even rumors of one called Massachusetts, which is spelled in some odd way.
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Ha ha – it’s a Friday, and the movie (I think) was from the 70s – I’d give you a pass.
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Y’know, there are things that, as I get older, I find I don’t mind having missed.
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My parents are lifelong members of the National Trust and Historic Scotland. As such, I spent a lot of my childhood visiting historic properties. So many of them purported to have Grey Ladies that our ears would prick up if there was instead a Green Lady or Red Lady. Some castles had ghosts representing multiple colours so I was always in hope of finding a place that had seven ghosts, one for each colour of the spectrum. Never happened. Marketing opportunity missed perhaps. Scottish castles also had a propensity for having locks of Bonnie Prince Charlie’s hair and fragments of the tartan he wore at Culloden. As my Dad once pointed out to a tour guide, if all these tales were true, the Prince must have been plucked bald and wearing the shredded remains of a multicoloured kilt by the time he went over the sea to Skye.
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Sort of like fragments of the true cross, then. Just how big was that cross?
I like the mind that was looking for a complete multi-colored haunting. You must’ve been an interesting kid.
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In Peyrefitte’s ‘The Keys of St. Peter’ there is a section on relics….goodness only
knows how many heads of John the Baptist but at least two Holy Foreskins…
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I just don’t understand–sorry anyone that I offend here–sending prayers by way of a millenium-old (or older) foreskin. Or, now that I mention it, a more recent one. But then there’s a lot about religion that baffles me.
This gave me a good laugh. Thanks for that.
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Super book…..
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It does sound like it.
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Interesting!
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Out of all of this I love the most “father-out-law”. When I learn enough Italian to explain this to mine, that will be the day.
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I’m not sure it’ll translate, no matter how good your Italian gets.
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How about; Should American’s cheer for the British Soccer/football( what ever you call it) team, as James Corden suggested, it they are still in the game.
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I’m the last person who’d be able to give you a sensible answer. I have a severe sports allergy. Cheer for anyone you want. Call the game anything you want. Just keep it all a yard or two away from my breathing apparatus or I’m liable to get asthma.
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Perhaps you could debate should the game be called football or soccer.
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Oh, you are bold, marching into controversial territory like that. Or suggesting that I march in, anyway.
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To me, Grey Lady (or, more properly GRAY Lady) is the NY Times. Also a ghost.Not as, far as I know, a particular ghost, just any apparition in what appears to be a woman’s long-skirted garment. I think that only applies to ghosts from an era in history when men’s garments were not of the long-skirted variety.
It may also be a fisherman’s fly.Or is that a Grey Ghost?
All very confusing. But a good giggle. Thanks.
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Yeah, I never did feel like I’d brought much clarity to the subject. And since ghosts have never been one of my interests, it’s no surprise.
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I’d have gone with the original answer, but then there wouldn’t have been a post. I once saw something that looked very like a grey lady, but it eventually proved to be a trick of the failing light.
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And I’d be tempted to draw some wide-ranging conclusions from that.
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I drew only one conclusion, I’m afraid.
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Your post has reminded me of when I lived in Kent as a child. Behind our house was the school playing field, and beyond that, the cemetery. There were tales of a “grey/gray lady” haunting the cemetery but I never knew, until now, that it just meant ghost! :)
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Gray lady does sound more specific than ghost. It gives her a specificity that would creep me out more than a simple ghost would. If I happened to be eight years old and believed in ghosts. I was lucky enough not to.
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I painted my hallway with a paint colour called ‘Pale Lady’. Does that count? When I got to the skirting boards and other trims I had it diluted and it became ‘Quarter Pale Lady’!
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One more bit of dilution and it’d be invisible pale lady.
Have you ever wondered about the process behind naming paint colors? Do they have one lone shell-shocked person coming up with all this or does it go through focus groups and committees and consultants? I worked, relatively briefly, in a garment factory and the time I was there happened to cover the change from one season’s color names to another’s. The colors, as far as I could tell, stayed the same but the names all changed.
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Ha! Perhaps ‘invisible pale lady’ is the part I haven’t done yet!
That’s a curious question you ask (your Superpower, I know). I love the idea of it being one person, perhaps with a dictionary and pin that she uses to randomly select two words to put together. However, it is more likely to be computer generated and then sent to consultants and focus groups. Where’s the romance in that?
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I can’t find much romance in either computers or focus groups, but I love the idea of one person randomly selecting words from the dictionary. Probably a carefully edited dictionary, so they don’t end up with a shade called champagne poop.
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Whenever I see Grey Lady, to me its the Lady Jane Grey ghost. I can’t remember exactly where she haunts, but its one of the castles somewhere
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Fascinating, Ellen. Children saying “gray/grey lady” three times at night reminds me of the same spooky practice in America saying “Bloody Mary.” I was far too chicken to participate.
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I managed to grow up without hearing that about Bloody Mary. On my block, the closest we came was saying, “The boogeyman’s gonna get you.” I remember saying something about that to my parents once–probably asking what the boogeyman was. The way they said he didn’t exist was so emphatic that it was several years before I understood that believing in the boogeyman wasn’t racist.
Yes, I did have an interesting childhood.
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I had never heard of Grey/Gray lady as a term for a ghost before. There was a Red Lady of Paviland, but turns out she was no lady! She was the remains of a young man from thousands of years ago found in a Gower cave. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_Lady_of_Paviland
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Oops. Well, that’s embarassing. The opposite happened more often than you’d think–or so I’ve read (the more often part, not the what you’d think part, which isn’t part of the public record). Can I start that over? The opposite happened fairly often when a skeleton was found with weapons: It was assumed to be a man. Newer tests have shown a some of them to be women.
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Ah! Typical! The Red “Lady” had decorative shells which had been part of a necklace so “obviously” a female!
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Why of course!
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Your research has left me dizzy. I had no idea the grey/gray lady was so many things to do many people.
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I might as well admit that my research left me feeling like I never did find the focus here. But–well, blog we must.
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Your research makes me smile. I wish all research had the same effect. Although, that might mean I’m a sociopath.
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That’s entirely possible. I couldn’t possibly comment.
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Sorry. Didn’t mean to cause such a fuss. I think you were posting about British behavior or customs or some such. I was just passing along something that I had thought was a little odd. The post I had read from the other lady contained something about grey ladies and ghosts. Since I had been wondering for a while what the difference was, she said there really wasn’t any. I came away with “All grey ladies are ghosts, but not all ghosts are grey ladies.” And I thank Val for the origin of the term
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Oh, if you can’t make a fuss here (and be thanked for it), where can you? I’m grateful to you for raising the question, even thought (or maybe that’s especially because) it baffled me.
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Very interesting, Thanks for sharing on the blogger’s pit stop.
Connie
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And thanks for keeping it running.
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Why do all scary things have to be done 3 times? Or wake at 3AM? The focus on 3 seems strange.
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I’d put it down to superstition myself. There’s also a belief that bad things come in threes. If you believe in it, you count till they add up to three, then you breath a sigh of relief and stop counting. When I drove cab, a lot of drivers talked about things getting particularly weird at the full moon. I can’t say I noticed it. Weirdness, in my experience, was randomly (if liberally) distributed thoughtout the month. But a belief like that does help a person organize their experiences so that they support the belief.
Or so I believe–and maybe I’m organizing my experiences to support that.
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