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Alex Salmond, Andy Murray, Angela Tilby, Bacon, Church of the Holy Rude, Dunblane Cathedral, Educating Essex, Flushing Meadows, galaxyzoo, James Bond, Macbeth, Montaigne, Rowan Williams, Sean Connery, Shakespeare, Sir Alex Ferguson, Stephen Drew, Stirling, US Open, Zen
So, a new star in the firmament then? Let’s look at galaxyzoo.org. We may be dazzled by the reflected effulgence from a great big rock on Kim Sear’s left hand, or it might not be too many light years before we get its blue shift. I mean the girl has sat through so many cosmic matches and had to put up with a boyfriend who watches Wedding Crashes rather than wedding planner videos. She hangs out with the near eponymous Too good to hurry mint. Muzzard’s mum lit up like Venus when squeezed by Sean Connery, so there could be feeling somewhere out there in the dark matter of their tennis universe.
Or is there? Andy did express some emotion at misplacing his sponsored watch after the game, but even though this triumph was one giant leap for Murraykind, he limited himself to a fairly Zen-like self-appraisal about being happy on the inside, if not exhibiting it on the outside. If ever there was a time for a burst of: If you’re happy and you know it, clap your hands, then this was it. Sir Alex nearly choked on his chewing gum, for Goodness sake. At least he didn’t hug anyone.
Philosophy was topical, with Canon Angela Tilby on Thought for the Day recounting the Zen reaction of a falsely accused monk, who only reacted by reiterating, Is that so? This was a reaction also much favoured by Stephen Drew, Deputy Headmaster, who failed to respond prematurely to teenage angst in Passmores School, as shown on the programme Educating Essex. Clearly it is a successful modus operandi.
Rowan Williams appeared to be a Zen master, as well as a bardic Druid, when he neither excused nor justified himself over his past record, but merely made the low key comment : I don’t think I cracked it.
However, understatement is different from dissimulation, which is pretence and projection of a false self. So, when an interviewer asked Andy to comment on his 2.30 am victory-..if you could dissimulate that.. my ears could not fail to detect this crass lexical choice with all of its Macbeth, or even Malcolm connotations:
False face must hide what the false heart doth know
or the advice not to be
as a book in where man may read strange matters.
Andy roared like a rutting stag when he was taking control, so I do not see that he is guilty of equivocation. It is more a feature of Lendl to restrain himself. Maybe the latter has been making a study of Machiavelli, Bacon or Montaigne, in order to advise his young prince. Malcolm was the character who adopted the strategy of dissimulation to engineer his claim to the Scottish throne. Now there’s an over-reaching step to set oneself after the Flushing Meadows novelty has worn off.
So, maybe the Church of the Holy Rude at Stirling, a coronation site, could prepare itself for a nuptial celebration, or an elevation to the Salmond hierarchy for the boy who done us proud {sic}
Dunblane butchers are already promoting their Grand Slam sausages and burgers, so the wedding breakfast could be served with a bit of black pudding and some deep fried Mars Bars, to continue our astral theme, and if the Hydro could be considered too windy a venue for an outdoor barbecue, at least it would deter Culicoides impunctatus, Meanbh-chuileag, or the biting midgie. The males are benign; it is the female who are the deadlier of the species. However, a little touch of OO7 appeared to cure the Queen’s Evil and Judy seemed a lot less scrofulous after that wee cuddle. She got the real Bond, whereas Her Majesty only got Daniel Craig.
Aye, Sean, I’d put my kilt in the cleaners pdq and check the pleats for moth damage because I think you’ll be giving it an airing pretty soon. Let’s hope you are not double booked for October 5th. (Global Bond Day)
Mind you, Dunblane Cathedral would make a pretty backdrop for such a ceremony, with its plaques to three poisoned sisters who aspired too high for the nobles of the day- a fitting reminder to Kim to keep her nose clean?
If she can bear to keep playing Scrabble without winning and can avoid words like dissimulate, she is probably on to a high word score.
Lo he comes with clouds descending is a brilliant rallying hymn for a conquering hero, so they might choose that as an antiphon or introit. Mummy could give him away (not really) and the floral wreathed Border terriers could be attendants.
See yez all at Scone!
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