Tuesday, December 28, 2010

The Chimera Hinterland

And so, to the chimera hinterland between Christmas and New Year – the time 12th Century Dutch scholars called Deroes Maakte Omhoogdit (which means, quite literally, Whirl made this up).

The tree still stands, buckling under the weight of its festive glory, yet something of the Christmas spirit has passed. The star atop its highest spiny limb now heralds the arrival of the New Year rather than a trio of wise men bearing Ferrero Rocher.

In our calorie haze, we pause to look both forward and back, reflecting on what has been and pondering what is to come while elderly relatives try to knock back the last of the Dalwhinnie without us noticing.

As we ponder an immutable past (which already buckles beneath our gaze like a devious phantom) and gaze into the same future as always (the one that hasn’t happened yet, no matter how much we try to buck the speculative odds), it’s worth remembering the timeless words of His Divine Munificence, The Yeged-Godi.

“Between each fridge magnet and fridge, a slip of air so wafer-thin as to be breathable only by the tiniest of micro-organisms.”


Old Kitty said...

The gods are hinting that maybe it's time for a new fridge.

Or fridge magnets.

Take care

fairyhedgehog said...

His Divine Munificence certainly has it all sussed.

By the way, I'm not sure it's polite to mention calories. I'm trying not to think about them.

Robin B. said...

Ohhh, calorie haze. Yeah. Oh, yeah.

The Puritan January starving ritual - I'm actually looking forward to it. Yowza.

Richard N said...

You, Sir, are both unhinged and magnificent. :-)

Whirlochre said...

Old Kitty
We're still using a load of Spiderman magnets from when Son of Whirl was screaming for pyjamas made of his cozzie, so maybe you're right.

Yule Hog
Nope. Sorry. Won't wash. Having met you, I know you're not terribly plagued by The Calorie Problem.

Nor you. Jesus, wht's the matter with the world's quality chicks?

Richard N
At last! A T Shirt slogan I might actually brandish!

jjdebenedictis said...

If I were a micro-organism, I would be having trouble slipping into the old air wafer today.

*blissfully sucks on a toffee*

Chris Eldin said...

Merry Christmas!

Our fridge magnets have more than a sliver of air between them and the holy food box. There is usually a layer of ketchup, two layers of slobber (boy plus dog), and whatever bits are or have been on the floor. In fact, we've gone to duct taping our magnets because the space between is too wide...

Susan Gourley/Kelley said...

I think I need to move the magnets and perhaps wipe a lysol cloth on the fridge front. Be gone wee beasties organisms lurking there.