I happened upon a customer today who, without rhyme or reason, asked me what a 'runcible spoon' is. Now, silly me, thinking she was asking because she actually wanted one, was soon to discover the customer waving a double-end spoon in my face - declaring that this was the very thing! "You know from the Owl and the Pussycat?" she insisted. "They dined on mince, and slices of quince, which they ate with a RUNCIBLE spoon."
I believe my face merged through several expressions of sheer dumfound-ation (new word) before I came to realise how hilarious and lovely it was that someone would share such a bizarre tid-bit of information.
It then got me thinking about the good old owl and pussycat. I had to look it up as soon as I came home. It sounds marvelous read out loud - give it a go!
This tale of an unlikely furry/feathered couple with enough forward thinking to pack honey and money before setting sail in a green boat only to decide on the way to an unspecified destination, to get hitched, does not make a great deal of sense to me. But I have a sneaking suspicion that this quirky tale and its many companions, including our dear pal Alice, are the very stuff that prevents severe stunting of our interminable imaginations. And on a day like today when the sky is a dreary, frowning grey - I know I would prefer to imagine chatting to a pig who would sell me a ring from his nose for a shilling!
While I was looking for the classic little illustration you spied at the top, I came across a collection of artworks that 're-illustrated' classic childrens' books. Worth a look, I say.
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| beautiful owl & pussycat papercut collage! don't you think? |
I leave you with this final musing: how is it, that an owl can serenade his cat companion on a small guitar with nothing but his feathers and I can not even manage to do a bar chord on my childhood acoustic!? Snide little owl!
food for thought.
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