Saturday, 9 May 2015
May 9th
This has to be one of my favourite days of the year. It's my younger daughter's birthday and the garden is really springing into life as are all the hedgerows.
And I love the idea of it being Lost Sock Memorial Day.
It is also the day that the Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Fairies was founded.
I know those two because of Messymimi’s super blog. Despite its title the publisher of this book (at the request of the Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Fairies) notes that no fairies were injured or killed in the manufacturing process... Lady Cottington's Pressed Fairy Book by Terry Jones, Brian Froud - A fairy book that is the diary kept by Lady Cottington. Instead of pressing flowers in it, she pressed fairies. Handwritten and handsomely bound, this fairy book is as surprising as it is pleasing.
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Love the lost sock day. I've been reading Marie Honda's book, on the importance and systems of tidying, and one of the subjects she discusses are the proper care and folding of socks! I still have to do my sock drawer. However, I did follow her suggestion for folding and storing tee shirts in the drawer. That works like a charm.
ReplyDeleteYesterday, my friend Pam and I met for lunch, and while we were eating she said, "Say I found this neat book and ... " we realized we were both reading the same book at the same time.
Maybe we should start a book club of two! xoxox
One could always start a virtual book club!
DeleteSounds perfect!
DeleteMay 9th is my #3 son's birthday! He'll be 35! I can't believe it since I'm only 29..hehe! Have a wonderful day and I wonder if a parade is in order for lost sock Memorial day?
ReplyDeleteThat's funny, my daughters are both in their 30s and my son is in his twenties but I' m only 21 at heart!
DeleteHappy Birthday to your daughter!
ReplyDeletePlants and birds are going wild here, too; everything is just outdoing the others in growth and colour and song, and the cherries on the tree in front of my kitchen window are already the size of my pinkie's tip.
Lost Sock Memorial Day? Hmm... I have heard that many people lose socks, but it really has never happened to me. Maybe my washing machine has a special sensor inside that keeps pairs of socks together or something. Or it may be because I do not have a dryer.
This last bit - the book with "pressed fairies" - is very, very strange. I really don't know what to think of it!
I always thought the sock pixies only inhabited houses with families, Meike. But you could be right - it could be the lack of a dryer that makes the difference. We need a survey. Perhaps someone could do a PhD research project on the subject|/
DeleteLost Socks... The big mystery of science, still in the 21st Century!
ReplyDeleteThe combination of topics in this post makes me wonder if there are sock fairies, or laundry fairies, somehow connected to the disappearing socks...
ReplyDeleteI believe they are sock pixies not sock fairies. They are related to the pixies that plant Dandelions in one's lawn overnight.
DeletePixies, fairies, brownies... you have so many of those little creatures over there... ;)
DeleteOh Scriptor! You are just the right person to ask about this. Do you know anything about Mrs. Trellis of North Wales? I suspect she is a mythical person invented by a British comic on some kind of radio or TV show rather in the Goons' style. I discovered her by accident after reading a poem about a dog, called "Eulogy for Sweep". But when I tried to find out where to get credit for using her poem I couldn't get any information except that which came back to this comic, whose name I've forgotten. Do you have any information about this? I'll try to find the comic's name and let you know.
ReplyDeleteP.S His name is John Gray.
ReplyDeleteI think John Gray is a gay blogger from Trelawnyd in North Wales, a former nurse. Mrs Trellis is a local resident - though it may be a pseudonym.
DeleteYes. My garden was springing into life yesterday as well. It's back to rain this morning though. There's something comforting in the familiar. (Now that could be blog post).
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