Killing a Fly with a Ukulele: Vicar? Cauliflower?

I am the Mum.
If life was a circus, I would be the plate-juggling lady with monkeys on her shoulders who stands on one leg on a horse's back as it canters around the ring.

I am the Writer.
I use too many commas, dashes and dot-dot-dots, and I often start sentences with conjunctions because I like my blog to look the way it sounds in my mind.

I am the Hero.
Life is a bit like a superhero action comic, except that the superheroes are tiny children dressed in super-suits who possess no actual powers, while I just get them food, break up fights and clean their super-suits.

18 December 2009

Vicar? Cauliflower?

No rhyme. No reason. Just a wacky suggestion. Please direct all queries relating to why she took my advice back to HER.

5 comments:

Givinya De Elba said...: If you don't get it, you'll have to follow the link. Here it is AGAIN:
http://grazeifyouwanttobutdonteatdirt.blogspot.com/2009/12/vicar-and-cauliflower.html; 18 December, 2009 22:09
Allegro ma non troppo said...: It is a privilege to see your mind at work.; 18 December, 2009 22:15
Allegro ma non troppo said...: Oh, I didn't mean that it's rare to see you using your mind. Is that how it sounded? That's not what I meant.; 18 December, 2009 22:16
Givinya De Elba said...: Roll up, come one, come all, Givinya de Elba's mind is WORKING. This is truly a once-in-five-years event! Could the people in front duck down so the people in the back can all see? Tell your children! Tell your grandchildren! And remember flash photography is permitted.; 18 December, 2009 22:38
Femina said...: See, now I want to comment not because I have something to say, but because I want to hang out with you guys. You crack me up.; 18 December, 2009 22:56

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I came up with the pseudonym Givinya de Elba in highschool and it was based on a joke from an episode of Dad's Army called 'A Soldier's Farewell.'

In the episode, after eating too much toasted cheese, Captain Mainwaring dreams he is Napoleon at the Battle of Waterloo. I don't remember much about the episode other than Mainwaring telling his loyal men (Jones, Pike and Godfrey) that he has been exiled to the island of Elba.

Jones quips, "Hence the expression - Givin' ya the Elber!" (giving you the elbow, i.e., pushing you around.) I thought that Givinya de Elba was a half-decent pseudonym for someone who likes to joke and push people around, and I stuck with that.

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18 December 2009

Vicar? Cauliflower?

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