The incident [the pie in the face] was a reminder to the committee that bad things can happen - like lax security - to the most august of institutions.I just looked up 'august' to double-check its meaning. 'Dignified and imposing', says Macquarie, 'calling forth the utmost respect, majestic' (well, I wouldn't go that far), and 'venerable'. Yep, you've got that right - Rupert's an old codger all right, virtually doddering. But hang on, I thought, when reading this: he's an 'institution'? I wouldn't go that far, but if he is, oughtn't we to float him on the share market, organise a Rupert committee, paint him up a bit, set him in stone and perhaps laminate some of his parts so that they don't cause us any trouble?
But then again, it just occurred to me before doing this post, they probably meant the British Parliament. Oh. Right then. Not much reason for what I've just written then.
This just in from the Baron, then: did you know the flowering pattern of avocados is an example of protogynous diurnally synchronous dichogamy? No, I didn't, and you certainly didn't either.
Those frisky avocados, I tell you.
ReplyDeleteBaron, I believe that the big mystery with growing your own avocados is judging when to take them off the tree. Such uncertainty has put me off ever trying to grow them.
ReplyDeleteOtherwise, I am always curious as to where you stand politically with Tim. He's probably the only right wing performance poet and zeen author below the 30th parallel, I expect, and I would be surprised if you and the cats see things exactly the same way. But I could be wrong.
Nah, we're all sweet at home Steve - like Romeo and Juliet. No, wait... bad metaphor. We're like the diurnally synchronous dichogamous avocado.
ReplyDeleteDon't either of you go faking death, now. The cats might start chewing your toes.
ReplyDeleteThey do that anyway.
ReplyDeleteI think we're what's known as the progressive-libertarian alliance, Steve. I'm the progressive and Tim's the libertarian.
ReplyDeleteOh, and Beatrice barracks for the Richmond Tigers.
ReplyDeleteOh OK. I always like couples who are different politically but manage to live with each other.
ReplyDeleteNow what about the avocados? Is it true that it's just guesswork as to when they should be picked?
I believe, though in fact I've never picked an avocado in my life, that you remove them and let them ripen off the tree. As with pears.
ReplyDeleteWe've just planted a Bacon cultivar avocado, which because of our cooler climate should manage to self-pollinate (i.e., it skips the whole protogynous, diurnally synchronous dichogamy fandango), so I'll let you know, in a year or five.
Oh good, now we can enjoy protogynous diurnally synchronous dichogamising in our own backyard!
ReplyDeleteO' course when the Baron first mentioned all this protogynous what not palaver last night, the question immediately leapt to my lips:
ReplyDelete'What's a dichogoly?'