Ford Prefect: How would you react if I told you that I’m not from Guildford after all, but from a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse?
Arthur Dent: I don’t know. Why? Do you think it’s the sort of thing you’re likely to say?
Ford Prefect: Drink up. The world’s about to end.
Arthur Dent: This must be Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.
Why Rhino House?
“The boys were all feeling rough
Dear God we’d all had enough……
And the dressing room was filthy & cold
With orange wallpaper, 40 years old.
It stank like a Rhino House.”
Who is the jester figure?
His name is Hugo, & no, I don’t know why he looks miserable.
What is a charivari & why is ThursdayAgain almost one?
1. a discordant mock serenade (often to newlyweds), made with instruments & mock-instruments such as pans, kettles, etc. Usually delivered in the form of a parade.
2. a confused noise; din
[from French, from Late Latin caribaria headache, from Greek karēbaria, from karē head + barus heavy].
As a blog, ThursdayAgain has the advantage of only being a very small din, is only mildly confused (or concussed, if you prefer) & can be enjoyed indoors – hence “almost”.
Should I take advice from the Agony Aunts or plan based on the ThursdayAgain horoscopes?
In January, predict the fates, you will find yourself in bed arguing with your partner about money, but that’s what you get for not agreeing a price first.
The fates say that your assertion over Christmas that “anyone with half a brain could be a housewife & mother” will prove to be strangely prescient following January’s massive & debilitating stroke.
WIT & WISDOM
Try to get your thinking done before anyone else is awake – it avoids interruptions.