Here are two of yesterday’s highlights: a card hand-made by Daniel and some DM’s sent by Holly. I have been wanting DM’s for years, so that was great, and the card was excellent. In the evening we went to Mirch Marsala where for once I departed from tradition and had a Mexican dish. It was delicious. And so to the Phoenix where we saw ‘The Daughter,’ a film based on an Ibsen play. It was a bit odd, and slightly dull in parts if I’m honest:
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt3922816/?ref_=nv_sr_1
But a good evening. And today is Bloomsday, a time for celebrating Joyce’s masterpiece in which all the action takes place on one day. Would that it only took one day to read it…
https://www.theguardian.com/books/2016/jun/16/bloomsday-a-history-of-dedication-and-heavy-drinking
So, in between writing these posts and revising a novel, I take time out to do crosswords. Cryptic puzzles are excellent for stimulating the creative mind and particularly for writing poetry as they focus on how words are put together; synonyms, backwards words, mixed-up words and homophones all feature regularly too. But sometimes, no matter how long I look at it, I fail utterly. For example, with this clue:
woodworker’s supporter observed taking addictive drug (3-5)
Woodworker was easy as ‘saw’ fits with ‘observed.’ But the rest? Not a clue. I had to google in the end, whereupon I discovered that not only is a saw-horse a support structure, but ‘horse’ is slang for heroin. Who knew?
I didn’t. The other week the Times had a clue for bedding, to which the answer was ‘ticking’. What? Ticking? What the hell is that?
Sometimes I think they just make words up.
Kirk out
PS I was going to blog about the referendum but I just cba
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