I have lived with my best friend in all the world for more than four decades, and I've known her for close to five and we have still not run out of things to laugh about.
Mrs G is full of surprises!
I had been reading a textbook on 'musique concrete' before turning in the other night, when I heard a rustling sound coming from somewhere in the room, in the dark, in the middle of the night.
Of course I asked the question.
'Semaphore' came the reply.
'In the dark?'
'Why not?'
Why not indeed. The incessant drumming I had overheard in a public library recently put me in mind of an irate morse code operator (who is now in a scene in a future book) who may well have been effing and blinding away in the rhythmic tapping. The librarian was none too pleased anyway.
So what do we have now? Semaphore for the blind? Mrs G did not elaborate, but it conjured up images of four snowbound Beatles signalling away at the opening of their oft maligned second feature 'Help!'. Just what was it they actually spelled out. And did it matter. It actually spells out NUJV in the UK original, slightly rearranged to protect the innocent in the US to NVUJ - much more PC!
But what a great idea it was. They hi-jacked the entire concept though, them and the stylish 60s photographer Robert Freeman who came up with the idea. I would love to do that too on a book cover. But, been done, move on.
Mrs G had other ideas.
Have you worked out the semaphore for 'I Love You' in the last few years? Or ever? You should, you really should...
I guess that's why we still have so much to smile about. Well, we laughed actually. A lot. Woke up the dog. Then the neighbours. Then the neighbourhood for all I know.
We're looking for a ticker-tape machine now.
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