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I like my friends. - Wemyss's Appalling Hobby:
From the Party Guilty of Committing 'Gate of Ivory, Gate of Horn'
I like my friends.
Tautological, I know.
I like my friends, and I like to be able to go on being friends with them, and to like them as people despite occasional lapses on their parts into see-icon-and-remember-Stein-remarking-on-the-Tugendbund.
It is therefore with profound relief – the relief of a man who sees some prospect of keeping his temper and thus his friendships after all – that I note that the England ODI tour of India, simply by its, providentially, beginning tomorrow, affords me a timely, temporary excuse for reduced interaction hereabouts.
With any luck at all, when that is done and dusted, the erring amongst my friends shall have returned to the lands of the sane, and left off being, variously and severally, captious, intellectually abject, sheep-like and uncritical retailers of intellectual dishonesty and false claims, morally obtuse, deliberately ignorant of matters on which they opine, and all the rest of it. I presume there to be some illness of the mind going about, or a phase of the moon, or the influence of a silly season I had not remarked.
I shall not address this unpleasantness further. Comments w/r/t Bairstow, Bopara, and the state of the pitch in Hyderabad, or w/r/t writing, or Spurs and Newcastle on Sunday, or anything else, are of course welcome.

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taradiane From: taradiane Date: October 13th, 2011 05:11 pm (UTC) (Link)
Am intrigued, but clueless, so I shall simply say 'my best to you and yours' and hope that your reduced interaction is all that you hope it to be. :)

We all need a break sometimes.
wemyss From: wemyss Date: October 14th, 2011 05:04 am (UTC) (Link)

Thank you.

We'll see how much Chef and the lads cheer me in Hyderabad.
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wemyss From: wemyss Date: October 14th, 2011 05:05 am (UTC) (Link)


I do tend to write these out so as not to have another sort of eppy instead.
From: 17catherines Date: October 13th, 2011 10:16 pm (UTC) (Link)
Enjoy the cricket!

We're singing some Bairstow this weekend - but I'm guessing you're talking about a different Bairstow.


Catherine, whose main politics this week amount to "Thank God I don't live in America". This might even be a political statement you and I can agree on!
wemyss From: wemyss Date: October 14th, 2011 05:06 am (UTC) (Link)

We'll stick to the cricket.

And leave it at that.
From: 17catherines Date: October 14th, 2011 05:49 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: We'll stick to the cricket.

Cricket it is. I may have to attend a match this year, since we have India touring, and they are my all-time favourite team, because they are such loose cannons - you never know whether they will be utterly brilliant or awe-inspiringly bad. Or both, in the same innings. I imagine this is very frustrating for true cricket afficionados, but I find this complete unpredictability really livens up a Test Match.
Also, our commentators have a tendency to go on and on and on about the size of Tendulkar's bat (which is reportedly massive) until it's impossible not to start wondering about euphemisms and homoerotic subtext. And I honestly don't think they realise how they sounds, which amuses me even more. So I'm in favour of any team with Tendulkar in it just on principle...
noeon From: noeon Date: October 14th, 2011 01:10 am (UTC) (Link)

Auctor ego audendi*


*Courtesty of Sir John Seeley and ultimately, courtesy of P Vergilius Maro.
wemyss From: wemyss Date: October 14th, 2011 05:06 am (UTC) (Link)

My dear, had you been the one to advise a daring attempt –

– dux femina facti, in fact – we shouldn’t be confronted w the rage of dreaming – oh, look, ovis ovem sequitur! Hmph … half apparent rari nantes in gurgite vasto and half sævitque animis ignobile volgus, iamque faces et saxa volant, really.

(Sic vos non vobis vellera fertis oves, you lot.)
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