Let’s take a break from the pandemic. An island in Loch Lomond is for sale, and it comes complete with woods, rocks, and a mob of wallabies.
Yes, the collective noun for wallabies does seem to be mob. Or possibly a troupe. Or a court. They were brought there by Lady Someoneorother–Arran: Lady Arran; I have a British passport now and I’m supposed to take this stuff seriously–in the 1920s (or ‘40s, depending on who you want to believe) from the family’s estate in southern England. Where, you may have guessed, they also weren’t a native species.
The place is a steal at £500,000. Such a deal that you might want to buy two. The catch? The only building is a 1920s ruin and anyone living there is limited to sixty days a year.
Buyer must like wallabies.
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Bristol’s science and culture center asked city residents what questions they really, really wanted answered. The plan is to pick seven questions and address them in an exhibition. They got more than 10,000 questions, including a predictable amount about “poo and wee,” but others that ranged from the nature of time and the universe to whether god lives “in heaven because he’s scared of what he’d created.”
The science and cultural center doesn’t wander through the world without capital letters. Its real name is We The Curious, although I’d have gone for a lower case T.
Just sayin’, guys, in case you want to reconsider. Or explore that in an exhibition.
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A four-year-old has gotten a book contract for his poems. I mention this in case you’d managed not to feel bad about your own writing career (assuming, of course, that you’re a writer). The particularly annoying thing about it is that they’re definitely a kid’s poems, but they aren’t easy to dismiss.
One that was quoted runs:
Take our gloves off.
Take our shoes off.
Put them where they’re supposed to go.
You take off your brave feelings
Because there’s nothing
To be scared of in the house.
His name is Nadim Shamma-Sourgen and he dictates his poetry to his mother. He’s still learning to read.
How has he responded to the fuss being made over his poetry?
“When my poems are in a book,” he said, “can I please have a copy?”
And what has he learned?
“Don’t put your finger up your nose on live telly.”
Would that all writers were so wise.
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Okay, we can’t ignore the pandemic completely. Lockdown drove a lot of Britons to work in their gardens, and Britain having a long history of lost stuff, they’ve been finding things: A medieval silver coin. A medieval belt hook shaped like a snake. A rock with writing on it, probably from the fourth century. Roman pottery.
It reinforces my belief that anywhere you put a shovel into British soil (except outside our house) you can find something of historical significance.
All we find at our house is slate. And a couple of plastic toys left by the last owner’s kids.
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An archeological find in a cave in Mexico may end up changing the theory of when humans first reached the Americas. The going theory is that they arrived 13,500 years ago. The new finds argue that they may have arrived 30,000 years ago. That would have been before the last ice age ended, when the area would’ve had a climate a bit like Oregon or British Columbia.
Now get out of the way, because the archeologists are going to argue about it. Probably for a long time.
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And one more pandemic story: Just after masks became compulsory in England, a man strolled down London’s Oxford Street wearing one. This is news because that’s all he was wearing, although it wasn’t covering his face.
If he was making a political point, no one cared what it was.
Oh I want to ignore it, just for today.
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We all need to take a break here and there.
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All I ever find when I dig over the garden is bits of a dinner service, presumably from the 20s or 30s and bits of glass, that I would think come from a similar time. What surprises me is that between us my dad and I have been digging over the garden for almost 60 years and I’m still finding bits of things that we didn’t put there. Since the house was built on the site of an orchard in 1906, I doubt there was ever a house here before and I’m never going to dig up anything even remotely medieval.
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I wonder if I’d recognize something medieval if I did dig it up. I do find smoothed shards of pottery when we still had a beach clean, along with sea glass. I doubt they’re old, but they do have a beauty about them.
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My bits and pieces aren’t in the least beautiful. They go in the bin. I probably wouldn’t recognise anything medieval, but there wasn’t a village here. There were two manors nearby, but this was farmland.
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I read enough article in the paper about metal detectorists finding massive hoards in fields, so I wouldn’t rule it out just because it wasn’t a village.
Of course, that doesn’t mean we should rule it in either. Where I live was also a field. Rumor is that when they build the estate they scraped off all the topsoil and dumped it down the hill behind the Methodist chapel. Thanks, guys.
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They were unlikely to have done that in 1906, so our topsoil is probably our own. What I’d forgotten, because it was long ago, is that the part of the garden that is now the vegetable patch and which gets dug over at least once a year used to be a tennis court before my dad bought a bit of it about 40 years ago. Those bits of plates and cups that I dig up could be Victorian. Don’t ask me why anyone would put a tennis court in the middle of an orchard, or even in the middle of a block of houses.
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There’s no accounting for what people will do. I wouldn’t have thought tennis involved so many broken dishes, but then I don’t play tennis, so what do I know?
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The Victorians were a bit … erm, eccentric though, weren’t they? :D
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They were, but I’m struggling to imagine someone burying bits of a dinner service under a tennis court, or in an orchard.
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“Ha, Mom’ll never know I broke half the plates if I bury them here.”
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I’m obviously not devious enough, but I think Mum might notice anyway.
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Family history: My brother once hid something from my mother in the sink. It wasn’t one of his greater successes.
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Oh dear. If I could do a giffy thing of me fallin off my chair laughing, I would. You’ll just have to imagine it.
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I hate gifs, so I’m more than happy to imagine it.
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I heard about that cave. It doesn’t surprise me; the Koster site on the Illinois River goes back 9000 years. For something farther south 30,000 doesn’t seem that far off, but I wonder where they came from. I haven’t read any of the articles. Hoping for something in today’s paper. Stuff seems to be lying all over the place. Pot shards in the southwest; projectile points in any plowed ground and if there’s been a battle, there’s no telling–musket balls, belt buckles, you name it. Always fun to find. As for Nadim’s poems, the sample is pretty good. My own writing career, eh, I suppose there’s still time…
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It seems like they’d have had to get there before the ice closed in over the north of the continent. Or–boats, do you think?
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Boats. It’s amazing how far they sailed sometimes.
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I was thinking of the Polynesian sailors, who made amazing trips–and not just in one direction. But that was much, much later.
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Maybe, because of the lockdown, he couldn’t make it to the laundromat and all of his clothes were dirty. Maybe not.
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Me, I’d wear dirty clothes. This isn’t a warm climate.
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Hahaha – good mask story. Actually the best I’ve heard.
Which takes away a bit of the sting of the child poet.
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I know, I know.
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Lady Arran was a Colquhoun (which you were already suspecting is pronounced as Colhoon) and I’m sure that, given your antecedents, you will be more or less pleased to know that the wallabies there are rednecks. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wallaby Hence the worry that they are a threat to the native grouse, which were previously threatened by humans with guns. Collectively they can be known as a mob, a court or a troupe, so let your mind wander where that might lead. Sounds like they may soon be ‘on the wallaby’, which is Australian slang for looking for work.
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Of the three, I think I like “a court.” I’m not even going to try to explain that–and it probably doesn’t matter which one I like. I hate to think of them being on the wallaby, though. It doesn’t seem like something a wallaby should have to do.
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A good job that the Oxford Street stroller chose a sunny day…the effect of rain on his mask might have produced an undesirable spectacle.
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I hadn’t thought about that. I haven’t done any experiments on how well they hold up to rain. I wonder if he had.
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This is good.
And really insightful.
Funny, too.
I read it all.
From finish to start.
And wrote this poem about it after.
With the proceeds from my book, I’m going to buy an island.
😁
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Can we all come see you? And the wallabies?
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Without question!
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I was ready to cash in my pension to buy that island, until I read the 60 days limit – and that visitors are allowed :-(
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Well, I guess it’s best to know it up front. I’d offer chocolate to help you get over the disappointment if only I had a way of getting it to you.
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:-D Thanks for the thought
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That last part reminded me about a joke that went around for a while” “to go To the grocery store, they said you only needed a mask and gloves. They lied, everyone else had clothes on.”
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I hadn’t heard that. Thanks for making me laugh.
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I saw a photo of that guy and his “face” mask. He just looked daft. I note he did not attempt to go into a shop!
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I’m pretty sure that was a good decision.
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Nadim will go far I think.
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I think he just might. Just remember his advice about live TV.
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In the early 1990’s we were having a picnic on the hills south of Dunstable (as you do) when a wallaby hopped out of a nearby bush and stared at us. We stared back (as you do). The wallaby lost the contest and hopped off. Apparently they are feral around there…..
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That could drive a couple to look at each other and ask, “What did you put in the cheese sandwich?”
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Yes, indeed! I think we commented that the rats got a little strange north of London……..
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I’d much rather see wallabies (real or imagined) than rats.
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Oh,ours was real. She scared the other picnickers two bushes along!
Apparently all the feral wallabies in England are from Tasmania, so like our climate.
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Ellen, your humor added to thoughts UK, keep me reading, as I’ve said before. I have two 3-year old grand kids, and I wonder if they could come up with a similar poem. I’ll ask their Moms to try it out. 🤣
Yeah, lockdown in CA, now hair & nail salons are closed again. At least my stylist makes house calls. But, she’s only “allowed by the government” to do haircuts! What are the chances any of her clients will open their mouths that she colors hair, too. Never happen. If only my hair looked awesome gray like yours!
Thoughts on writing—I’m into the book scenes about the Berlin Wall, communist rule in East Berlin & the daring escape of an American doctor held against his will in the border, Charité hospital. Not that it’s a relief from what’s going on in some of our US cities. God help us! 📚🎶 Christine
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It is getting scary over there, and being outside your country when it’s in crisis is an odd thing–both comfortable and uncomfortable.
I expect your hair would look better than you think if it went white, but I can’t imagine how people make the transition once they start dying it. My aunt tried to–she got allergic to the dye she’d been using for years–and dyed it lighter and lighter. It looked terrible–she didn’t have the complexion for champagne blond hair–and people did a double take, then had to tell her it looked great. So she left it like that.
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Scary here, yes. I’ve doubled down on sanitizing practices in-house & out in public. So, the hair thing! The stages online from dyed dark to gray/white are scary, too. You end up with gray/white meeting all shades of orange! Best practice—cut hair very short, the process goes faster, then gel it up punk style. Somewhat like yours, but not mine with fine hair. Like your auntie, I don’t have the complexion for light colored hair! We old folks have to maximize our looks, anyway we can. 🤣🎶📚
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Yes, gel is your friend if your hair’s short. Occasionally I toy with the idea of just mowing the whole thing off.
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Hey, bright patterned head scarfs could be a new look for you. But, if I had your hair, I’d stick with it! 🤣🎶😊
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Thanks, but oddly enough, I didn’t start out with my hair. Before it turned gray (which is did early, early, early) it was thin, dark brown, and curly. Now it’s thick, straight, and white. Go figure.
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Lucky you, Ellen! I thought 4 months into my gray streak experience it was coming in thicker. But, I chickened out as soon as my hair stylist made house calls. Who knows what the future holds. I my surprise myself some day, and go gray! 🤣🎶
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Ah, well, whatever works. In your photo, it looks good.
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That was a few years ago. There are more face wrinkles but the longer dark hair hair style hides them. Nobody believes I’m 81. 🥳 I don’t either. Still going strong. 📚🎶 Christine
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Long may that last.
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🤣🎶🥳
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I guess, if you were living in the northernmost reaches, Portland would be a nice place to spend the winter.
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It looked nice the only time I was there–especially by comparison with Minnesota. I’d prefer it without the federal forces, though.
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Agreed.
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Were the wallabies payback for those rabbits ? I had to look them up (I was picturing wombats) and Wiki. does say that there are “introduced populations” in the UK. It did not mention Lady Arran. I wouldn’t think the climate of Loch Lomond would be comfortable to them, but what do I know (other than the the song.)
One local woman was making masks out of old bras. But from all reports she had on other clothes too.
Our back yard (we’ve been here 46 years) still yields broken beer bottles from a former owner who hosted parties for the neighborhood high school kids.
Considering how many grade school poems I’ve read that kiddo is pretty good.
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I hadn’t thought of the wallaby/rabbit connection, but you have a point.
Masks out of bras? Um, I think I’ll find another solution to the problem, but thanks. Maybe we could recommend the Oxford stroller to her.
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Just popping in to say “Howdy” You always make me smile.
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Glad I can do that, Lara. Take care of yourself. It’s crazy out there.
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“Don’t put your finger up your nose on live telly.”
This is the best piece of advice I’ve read in ages. I am a bit defeated by the idea of a child as young as this boy having a book deal, but then it’s a topsy turvy world so why not? At least someone is still publishing books…
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At least someone is.
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That child lives in a very safe house…which is a good thing.
I bet there are a lot of people who would have a thing or two to say about “there is nothing to be scared of in the house”
I bet he has a parent in marketing…
This is not a criticism of his poem, he is 4, writing a poem at all is impressive. However most 4 yr olds don’t have the drive to get published
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I think the story is that a friend of his mother’s started tweeting them and they took off.
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Ahh that seems reasonable :)
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And you’re very right about living in a safe house. It’s good that some kids do.
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It is isn’t it :)
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Thank you for giving me a good chuckle today.
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My pleasure.
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The 4 year old poet, not only a poet but a budding satirist. Not only are his works as good as modern poets but you can actually understand them. Nice one.
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When he’s seven, he’ll discover post-post-modernism and no one will understand another line. Call it progress.
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I love all this useless information. So much better than the supposedly useful info we see on the TV. The young poet is amazing!! Why do I even bother to write?
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Because we can’t all be four years old. And because the world needs a range of voices–possibly even ours.
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Enjoyed the post! Thanks for sharing. :)
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Thanks, and I’m sorry to ignore you for so long. You got dropped in the spam folder, along with 211 other comments, most of them with people who claim to have names made up entirely of consonants.
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Ha Ha! No worries. :)
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Thanks, Ellen, it is good to have a little” happy” or even ridiculous news! Cheryl
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Good to know. I specialize in the ridiculous.
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https://thecurious605531859.wordpress.com/world-covid-19-live/
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Jules, if you’d say something in your comments instead of just sending a link, they’d look less like spam.
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It is so nice to hear about news, which is positive, not relating to the pandemic. As important as it is to keep up to date, there are some good things happening too, and it is positive to acknowledge these.
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Agreed. We’ve got to keep ourselves going, and that means remembering that all good hasn’t vanished from the planet.
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