13 January 2011
Lucy from Papworth hospital, kindly dropped in early this morning to readjust the respirator. Hopefully, when I try it Â to night it will be a little more efficient. I must say I am extremely impressed with the service given by this particular hospital over what must be irritating little problems for them which, in a normal way, they would hope to be able to sort out over the telephone. When it comes to something as important as the respirator, when the life of the patient may depend upon it, they take the matter very seriously.
I must say, after 20 years, I am beginning to miss attending the Arbitration Club lunches, not only the Mother Club but also the various branches I attended from time to time. Whilst the weather is so cold Alice will not even countenance the idea of someone taking me in my wheelchair on the train to London. I had sort of pencilled in, in my mind., the possibility of attending the March lunch, hoping by then the weather will be considerably milder. However, as it happened I was speaking, on the telephone today, to the chairman of the Mother Club, Tim Reynolds, and he Â told me that the whole Mother Club committee would very much like to come down, at some stage, and give me lunch. I was extremely touched that so many really busy people are prepared to spend, what will be in effect, the best part of the day, coming to me rather than the other way around.
This afternoon, two of â€˜my lovely’sâ€™ old friends, Bar. and Rosemary came to tea. Although tea was served in the breakfast room both of these dear ladies came and spend a little while with me in the study. I certainly appreciate a bit of company, from time to time, as I spend almost every day, from early morning until 10 o’clock, when it’s time to go to bed, in the same chair, unless, of course, I am off on some hospital appointment or other. I’m not complaining, â€™my lovelyâ€™ does her best to make life interesting for me but it’s not easy. Thank heavens for this blog, at least, that gives me something to think about every day.
Speaking of which when â€˜the girlsâ€™ asked me what I wrote in my blog I had to admit that it was eclectic, in other words anything that came to mind at the time, woven in and out of various medical updates. For example, today I came across a figure of speech which was totally unknown to me. I had in fact previously included this in the 16 October 2010 entry under the heading ofÂ Some Interesting Definitions.
(The full list of these definitions can be found under anecdotes,) The figure of speech in question isÂ a paraprosdokian. and is usedÂ where theÂ latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected in a way that causes the reader or listener to reframe or reinterpret the firstÂ part. It is frequently used for humorous or dramatic effect, sometimesÂ producing an anticlimaxÂ i.e.
I want to die peacefully in my sleep, like my grandfather. NotÂ screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car.
To finish up I must give you access to 100 really historic photographs I received yesterday you will recognise many famous scenes and people from the past. An absolute treasure trove of memories. Erinnerungen (Memories).pps doctors (6 MB)
England won the first of the 20/20 cricket series, as a warm up for the 7 One Day International matches (50 overs each side) in a thrilling finish, by one run
Every day, something new and refreshing on your blog! Thank you for introducing this comedic method and super-long, fancy new word. (I will never be able to spell it; it will be â€œâ€˜cut and pasteâ€ all the way.)
Re: your excellent example. I have long enjoyed Dorothy Parker and have a small anthology of her works I reread every few years. (Although, because her works â€œsoundâ€ so trashy and harsh, they are sometimes too cynical for even this jaded reader to enjoy.) Anyway, while poking around on the Internet–note: prompted by your blog post–I came upon the following, also by Dorothy Parker. I believe this has considerable utility! (In my case, it will come in handy when the â€œguysâ€ at work foul something up and then grouse about having it brought to their attention. I hope you will find it useful, also.)
â€œI didn’t say it was your fault, I said I was blaming you.â€
Of course, closer to home for you–geographically speaking only!â€”we have our old chum HH Munro (nom de plume â€œSaki,â€ as Iâ€™m sure you know). Well, because I am too lazy to locate my old books of his hideousâ€”and yet so amusing!–short stories, I went on the Internet again and found the sentences, by Saki, included below. Do you think they qualify as paraprosdokians? Hmmmâ€¦ I donâ€™t know.
â€œHe is one of those people who would be enormously improved by death.â€
â€œThe censorious said that she slept in a hammock and understood Yeatsâ€™ poems but her family denied both stories.â€
â€œI think she must have been very strictly brought up, she’s so desperately anxious to do the wrong thing correctly.â€
Have a good day.