Avalon Sunset - Van Morrison ( Read more... )

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In my working-class school, one could tell the unruly children from their gait. It was not their brash swagger that gave them away or their inhibited shuffle that revealed teaching aides hidden down trousers or up jumpers. It was bandy-legged bounce of rickets or the palsied padding of beriberi that set them apart ( Read more... )

At our working-class primary school, it was luxury enough to be taken on a school trip at all, let alone to be offered a glimpse of luxury itself. But, once, when all my class were in primary 5, we made a visit to a drycleaners. There were none near-by, so the teacher took us in his car. This required several trips and he frequently piled a sack of ( Read more... )

The official COD was death by misadventure. Pussy played with Fire and Pussy got his paws burned. Poor Pussy ( Read more... )

The Oxford Dictionary of Chiasmus

Chi-as-mus /kaɪˈæz Pronunciation [kahy-muhs]
noun, plural -mi

Rhetoric.
a reversal in the order of words in two otherwise parallel phrases, as in “He went to the country, to the town went she.”

Origin:
1870-75; < Gk chiasmós, equiv. to chi chi 1 + -asmos masc. n. suffix, akin to -asma; see chiasma ( Read more... )

Do you not see that Einstein was a fool? I say that unequivocally. “God does not play dice,” he wrote, but this nullifies itself: dice requires two players or more. But the gods! They do not play dice! They don’t play games of chance, only skill ( Read more... )

The man in the moon made only so much sense. It could not be spun quite the same way in other cultures, I now understand, but, then, it seemed reasonable that a white face, large and stern, should hold primacy over the night sky ( Read more... )

Brevity is the soul of wit ( Read more... )

To live is to die. Although, I must stress they are not the same thing. But living must result, ultimately, in one’s own death, which sounds, on the whole of it, like a fairly poor arrangement ( Read more... )