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Saturday, 26 November 2016

The Game's A Foot

 With Apologies To Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
Also tender apologies to you, the reader, if you cannot keep up with the fervent mental processes of your humble scribe.  If you would like me to apply the brakes and explain - O you would?
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Galaxy NGC 253, just so we can maintain that "astronomy" tag
     As you surely know by now, Sir Arthur got rich and famous by writing up the exploits of that paragon of deductive logic, Mister Spock Sherlock Holmes, getting around problems of slander, libel, national security, MI5 and the LGTFI (UNIT's predecessor) by parading them around as fiction.  One of Sherlock's catchphrases was "The game's afoot!" which he would proclaim with undisguised delight to his compatriot, Doctor Joan Watson.
     None of which has anything to do with what follows.
      Here we have a reliquary.  Or at least we will if Art puts down that plateful of coal he's scoffing.  Art?
Hence the hilarious punning title
     Behold the reliquary, which is a species of container from loooong ago, containing the powdered remnants of a human being, usually a saint.  Note the compelling resemblance of this metal relic to the real thing.  Art?
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Terry Gilliam's finest moment
      Hmm. Normally I'd break out the Tazer for this, but today I think this can stand.  This is an anatomically correct foot, that mirrors what we see in the metal relic.  Well done those Medieval artisans!  As adept with hammer and <thinks> sackbut as your humble scribe is with his pen and paper.
     So why do we see this in painted art of that era?
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Er - is this the original definition of "Fainting in coils"?
      Any students of medieval art are quite welcome to leave a Comment.

 Well, now that we've got that pressing issue of representational human anatomy out of the way, we can move on to - Rams.
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Er - no, Art.  Just no.
Ramsey.  Gordon Ramsay
As you hopefully know by now, Conrad has a vanishingly small knowledge of today's crop of vapid single-name celebritutes.  He has been told, by a trainer in the know, however, that Gordon Ramsay, who comes across on television as a bit of a hard case, is in real life rather a pussycat.  Art?
Gordon, gilded with grime
     This here is an hilarious clip from Gordon undergoing training with the Royal Marines. In case you don't know, the RM are notoriously hard chaps who run an horribly intensive training regime.  They take great delight in putting Gordon through all kinds of vileness, whilst shouting at him in the name of "RAMSAY!"
     Sorry, nothing very profound about this post, it merely amused me.

Wordsmithing
If this wasn't a word before it is now. Besides, Sophie said I was one.  No!  A wordsmith, not a pusillanimous git.  
     If you are new to BOOJUM! or even not, then Conrad hopes you recognise his facility with language, for this is probably the only factor that distinguishes him from the beasts of the field.  That, and being able to use a knife and fork.
     Let us have a photograph.  Art?
Sainsbury's Fairtrade Assam, since you ask
     There's the Cryptic Crossword, which is self-explanatory.  Opposite it is the Codeword, where you get 2 letters identified out of 26 and have to work out the rest of the matrix from them.  They used to provide 3 letters, which seems to be deemed too easy.  There are some simple logic tools to apply that narrow the field - X, Y and Z are going to occur rarely.  Q will always be followed by U.  A double vowel can only be E or O.  The most common letter will be E, followed by A.  That sort of stuff.
     At the bottom is Gogen, where you have to link letter to letter in a matrix to form the letters at right.  Here, logic is your friend again, which worries Conrad as he and logic are not bedmates at all.
     There you go, a valuable insight into what Conrad enjoys - twisting the tails of the written word.

Finally -
Today's earlier post was about Our Friend The Weasel. Conrad would like to provide you with this about the largest member of the weasel family:
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"Is he talking about us?"
     The wolverine.  This more closely resembles a small bear than the lithe yet little weasel or stoat you are more familiar with, and he (or she) is not a customer to get on the wrong side of, as they are insanely strong for their size, ferocious to the bone and extremely aggressive when feeling a tad peckish.
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Hence the name, I suppose
      The weasel - our friend!
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Also Conrad's parents
 

* I type this so often it should be the blog motto.
 Just not in Vietnamese, please.

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