As it is Good Friday today many people will be dining on fish rather than meat, so I thought this picture of a 1927 fish monger brandishing his easter crustaceans was perfect for the day.
As we are not religious we don’t have our diet restricted today, unless you call my minor Hot Cross Bun addiction a dietary restriction. 😉 Mmmmm… toasted, with lashings of cold butter…..mmmm. 😀
I hope you all have a lovely Easter weekend and get all the choccy eggs your little hearts desire 😀
Yup. Earworms. I know you’ve been afflicted, and more than once too. Don’t be ashamed, you’re amongst friends. You can admit it.
Earworm is the term used for those songs that get stuck in your head, playing over and over, and driving you crazy. According to that wikipedia link, women and men are equally affected by earworms, although in women they last longer and we find them more irritating.
*not representative of real earworm…
(Yes, I know there are some of you who wish to make some comment about the annoyance threshold of women and how unsurprised you are. You know where the comments are, knock yourself out 😉 )
Naturally, I went to youtube to find a really annoying clip to put here in order to give you all an earworm for the day.
In doing so I found this utterly brilliant mashup of some of the worst earworm offenders of 2012 (by DJ Earworm of course). It includes Bruno Mars, Taylor Swift, Psy, Gotye, Maroon 5, Katy Perry, One Direction, and that bloody whistle from Flo Rida among others.
Some of them are songs which have been on high rotation on my own ipod (definitely not One Direction though, you gotta draw the line somewhere) and have taken up wormy residence in my brain for varying amounts of time.
The prompt for this post was a television report noting that a technique has been developed for removing these catchy, yet massively annoying, things. Apparently solving an anagram will do something to your brain to circumvent its evil hold on your mind.
I suspect that all it will really do is free up more space in there for the next earworm to get its catchy little tentacles in there….
Ok. Share, people. What is the most annoying earworm (old or new) that you know?
Alternatively, share your best anagram! I couldn’t think of one of my own. Since watching that clip all I have in my head now is a snippet of One Direction …..“You don’t know, oh oh…..” Aaargh!
A butcher, of course, would find a use for them but he would have to be a pretty popular butcher if he was expecting to sell the 302,400 sausages that would fit in that much skin.
I wonder if the thieves thought that the 5cwt (5 hundredweight, about 250kg) of sausage skins were actually something else?
Did they get this very heavy stash back home, rip off the covering with a flourish, and find disappointingly empty sausage skins rather than the big slab of meat they thought they had stolen?
I wonder what else you can do with sausage casings? Do ou think there is there some other reason they could have stolen them?
I was going through some photos yesterday and found this one of a Robber fly hanging out on the lavender that I never got organized enough to post.
We get lots of these guys in the garden, I often find them standing on the washing line wires when I go to hang out the washing. To me they look amusingly like half a dragonfly or a giant, mutant, mozzie. 😀
I am taking advantage of my previous disorganization today as my internet is still ridiculously slooooooow and posting this will only take half a dozen attempts. 😉
To the delight of Number 2 son the second chicken of our four feathered friends has started laying eggs.
She is a little confused by it I think, she has only once laid an egg in a nesting box, and even then she laid it in the box that has been claimed by the other laying chicken, right beside the other chicken’s egg.
All of the other eggs produced by her have been found, I can only assume, right where she was standing when the urge to lay overtook her, including one balanced precariously on the edge of the shelf along the back wall of their coop.
It was just lucky that I noticed it when I did, otherwise it might have dropped to the floor and smashed. Not a problem as far as losing an egg goes, but we don’t want the chooks finding out how yummy their eggs are, otherwise they will start eating them themselves!
I was looking for interesting old articles about chooks when I found this offering from 1931 titled ‘medicated eggs’.
After finding that feeding her chickens onions affected the flavour the chicken farmer, marvellously named Madame Janossy (who I imagine feeding the chooks in a red silk ballroom gown, wearing gumboots), decided that she would do a bit of value adding and started feeding her chooks with cod liver oil and iodine.
This diet proved so beneficial to her own children that their weight increased to an unusual extent, and she began supplying local nursing homes and sanatoria with her medicinal eggs.
I wonder if the unusual weight gain of her children was due to these additions to the eggs, or the volume of eggs eaten. After all, their mum was a chook farmer.
It might be a case of the family being fed copious amounts of the easiest thing to supply. If my mum was a chook farmer I can guarantee that I would have gained an unusual amount of weight due to egg consumption too! (I would prefer she was a chocolatier though) 😉
What a great bit of advertising from Madame Janossy, clearly a woman ahead of her time. Having your herd of unusually hefty kids wander about town and telling everyone who will listen that it is because of your own miraculous produce is a great way to get that product noticed isn’t it? In a 1931 farming community in Budapest I doubt there was the same kind of stigma attached to being heavier as there is today, it would have meant that you were actually getting fed well.
We are living in interesting political times in Australia at the moment.*
Today the Prime Minister was unsuccessfully challenged for her leadership, which is bad enough during normal political times, but while in the middle of an election campaign it may well be the thing that ends her future leadership aspirations.
Really, very few of us care what goes on in the world of politics, Australians in general maintain a healthy disrespect of any form of authority and putting your hand up to be in charge of everyone pretty much guarantees your popularity reaching all time lows.
Nevertheless, to hear of a bit of infighting amongst our leaders certainly makes us more interested. A bit like sharks when there is blood in the water. 😉
Here is a clip from the hilarious Australian comedy/satire series from 2008, The Hollowmen, about a fictional political advisory unit.
In this clip they are planning a crackdown to draw attention away from other things they would rather weren’t noticed.
“What are we going to target this week? Drugs, illegal immigrants or welfare?”
I expect scenes like this are enacted throughout political offices around the world more than we know. No doubt we will be seeing some sort of crackdown or other distracting event along the same lines soon enough, after all, things aren’t going Julia’s way right now are they?
*I’m still suffering from abysmal internet, hopefully it will be rectified soon and I can start posting normally again! 🙂
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