Saturday, June 18, 2011

The first words


We were awake really early this morning (well early for us) mainly because I woke with an excruciating pain in my ankle. Not only was it painful but my foot was twisted over.
My first thought was 'bugger, now I'm a cripple, this wasn't planned.'
Anyway we reckoned that it was cramp but not a cramp that you knew how to handle. Strange.
This little episode woke us both up so we started to discuss the logistics for the day. The rest of our visitors arrive during the course of the day and we had to figure out how we were going to sort it all out and keep everybody happy. It was really tricky but we eventually got it worked out and settled down to a more esoteric discussion.
A discussion about The Lone Ranger. First we tried to remember who played the part. I could remember that it was Jay Silverheels who played Tonto but could only get as far as Clayton something for the man himself.
We talked about the opening sequence where TLR rides Silver up a small hill, the horse rears up and then he rides off again. I mentioned to Jan that by modern standards you'd put the horse down as unmanageable.
It then dawned on me that the first foreign word I ever learnt was 'kemosabe' which even now were not sure what it means.
You see how deep and meaningful our conversations are. And there you were thinking that we're thick!

2 comments:

  1. Clayton Moore. The odd thing is when we lived in California I had a regional sales manager who worked for me called Clayton Moore... his parents thought that it would be "cool" to call him Clayton.
    Poor kid. He was a strange guy with a penchant for fire arms. We let him go ever so gently...

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  2. That's funny. Parents can be so cruel.

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