The Argus 13 Sep 1934 nla.news-article10956764
In my post last Thursday I said that rains of strange things, using frogs as an example, being caused by a whirlwind sucking them up sounded a little silly unless the frogs were accompanied by some of their immediate surroundings such as smelly water and pond weed. How can wind be selective enough to only pick up the frogs?
This article was one where I believe the wind caused the unexpected delivery. These ants were dropped on the deck of the boat along with dust. Ants and dust sucked up by the wind sounds perfectly logical. Not sure how impressed I would be about a sudden ant infestation on my yacht though.
The cockatoo was very lucky to walk away from this little incident. I can only imagine the oaths it was muttering as it walked away, it did come from a hotel after all.
I can just see the bird stomping off cursing a blue streak, a wisp of smoke rising looney-tunes style from its blackened yellow crest.
After the post yesterday about unexpected things falling from the sky, or in the case of poor Mary Bailey, unsuspecting people, here is something we all wish would fall from the sky. Money. Unfortunately this money was counterfeit and didn’t fall from anywhere other than Lum Lip’s hand.
I wish there was a higher power who caused money to rain down on me! Well, maybe not actually on me, somewhere in my vicinity would do…
It is not unusual to find articles about rains of frogs, showers of stones or other things that don’t usually fall from the sky. These phenomena are generally blamed on wind events sucking the creatures or items up from one place and depositing them somewhere else. This doesn’t explain why these surprising showers are so selective, surely a shower of frogs would also be a shower of pond weed and smelly water too. A rain of blood (usually a mix of airborne dust and plain old rain) should really be accompanied by detached body parts and weapons. I mean, where would a wind find a large puddle of blood just lying about, waiting to be sucked up, except on a battlefield or suchlike?
Anyway, you don’t get that many actual witnesses to these things falling from the heavens. Usually it is more a case of ‘there are many strange frogs in my garden, they must have fallen from the sky!!’ rather than ‘ouch, where did that come from?!’ It is even less likely to find someone who really saw the sucking-up bit at the start.
Poor Mary Bailey saw both, but didn’t live to tell the tale. Does the fact that she was tall and rather thin for her age mean her shorter chubbier friend was safer? Another reason to eat more chocolate and be glad I’m not tall…
This post was prompted by my own dog, Indy, spending yesterday at the vet. He had a bad reaction after being bitten by some unidentified thing. He is now curled miserably in his bed with a shaved throat and a large misshapen lump making him look as though two golf balls are stuck side by side in his throat… A very unfortunate, although cruelly amusing, look.
Lucky for Indi our vet isn’t named Mr Parsons. I shudder to think what bits would have been chopped off in order to fix him! 😉
Not much more could have gone wrong for the kelpie in this article. The poor thing gets bitten by a snake then its beloved master Mr Parsons hacks off each ear to ‘help’.
I wonder if the reportedly valuable kelpie was so valuable once it’s hearing was slightly impaired? Of course the dog revived and has shown no further ill effects! Every time it goes for a rest somebody tries to remove a body part! It is now hyper-alert and extra paranoid.
Mary Bailey was clearly able to take care of herself. She went about armed to deal with ‘blackguards’ and was obviously not afraid of taking them on. Although her gun didn’t go off when she wanted it to, maybe she didn’t have to actually shoot at them too often. Perhaps the sight of an angry woman brandishing a gun was enough to make any scoundrel back off and apologize, so she rarely had to use it. She must have had a pretty good aim though, to try the gun three times and then still hit Samuel Greig in the back of the neck with it while he was running away is quite impressive.
I wonder if Greig learnt his lesson and paid his bills promptly from then on.