If you have a copy of Aaron Copeland’s ‘Fanfare for the Common Man’, I think you should play it, or at least call it to mind, as you read…It always makes me think of new centuries and from this day forth, minstrels and centurions…stirring stuff.
So here we are, on the brink of a new era….The Day of the Centurions. How does it feel to be on the cusp of a whole new century, eh? Chocolatey heaven as it does here? May your day be sweet and delicious – you deserve it after all this time trekking about the ocean. Are you dizzy yet from all the loops?
It occurred to me during my minstrels munch break, that real Roman Centurions (the only sort I know about) did rather too much fighting for my peaceable liking, so I figured that for our D of the C we would celebrate in our usual style with a day of rowing, instead. During said rowing I have hypothesised that our pals the Romans may actually have evolved from an earlier race of folk who were very much water-borne and are reputed to have invented oars. They were the Rowmans. Logical isn’t it? Latterly, the ‘w’ was dropped from the name, they retreated to land and having discarded boats they discovered chariots, togas and grapes and and built lots of unwiggly roads. Then, needing some way of travelling said highways, invoked a bit of jiggery pokery and turned their oars into horses. Only a small step for our clever friends. Stranger things have happened, I assure you.
My saving the minstrels for a whole century, for example…And survivng said century at sea on my little island without going completely insane. Happy to be here and happy to be trotting Westward still.
Here’s hoping the final 15 degrees are swift enough to ensure I get a renewed chocolate fix before the shakes set in, for I fear that my chocolatey days will be over before I make the Rum Punch. Gulp.
From your very own Rowin’ Centurion,
Outey Toot Tootin on Day 100 x
Visitor this morning, all very exciting… Telegram from the Queen! ‘Have marvellous day STOP Be assured One will partake of minstrels in solidarity as requested STOP As long as Duke not found them STOP Corgis lack sea legs or One would delight in sending to help row in STOP The Queen x x
Lovely surprise though I was puzzled as to ‘corgis lack sea legs’… Last time I saw a corgi it lacked any sort of legs at all, no?
Xtina – That’s rubbish news for the boys – please send my hellos. I try ringing each day but guess they’re busy pulling their hair out. Tell them I’m on my way to the North Pole with all the Southerly winds up here. Shocked you broke open the bag before time – even I saved mine till the proper time!
Laura- Those 13 mars bars weren’t munched all at once! Spread over a few sittings in 36 hours 🙂
Rosie B – Wohoo! Congrats & enjoy.
Craig -No such thing as an anticipated arrival date until I am a few hundred miles away…anything can happen out here! There’s a few weeks left though I reckon.
Marcel – Fear not, we are Mauritius bound
Tricia – Good staying power!