When I'd known KT for a while she admitted that it greatly amused her that I had, now she knew me, actually quite longish arms. For some reason when she and someone else had heard of me but did not know me they developed the habit of referring to me as The woman with the freakishly long arms or possibly Maria, with the freakishly long arms with absolutely no knowledge of the length of either me or my arms. KT has known my partner and his twin brother for a long time. Maybe about 678 years. Joe once said of KT that she used to take quite low stake amusing things incredibly seriously and get quite worried about them and then when she moved to the Burmese border and supported the Burmese student guerrillas she wrote letters home as if it were a jolly girl guide caper (in no way diminishing her commitment to it all). One of my earliest memories of KT is that I met her when she had been reading a lot about social etiquette and knew exactly who to introduce to whom based on status. She described it to me. Dame Such and such, may I introduce Lady so and so. I am sure you will have a lot to talk about as you both do exquisite fondue art of grizzly scenes from classical literature, etc etc.** She was all set for meeting the queen. At one of the early anarchafem conferences she was one of the people who had a variation on the name Kate. Everyone there except me had tattoos or were called a variation of Kate.***. When my 2nd and 3rd books came out KT knitted me fingerless gloves and arm warmers that had the covers of my books on them. She also knitted me a green steering wheel cover for my little green fiat. She knitted the words Smash the phallocentric hierarchy into it. She has knitted during every meeting I have ever been in with her, usually without a pattern, and always listening attentively and commenting astutely. KT is on an extended visit from Burma where she is now based. Just after Christmas we played tennis. She wore barefeet and a shimmery silver frock that she found somewhere a month or so earlier and has worn continuously ever since saying. well when you have a dress this good why would you wear anything else? She was not bad at hitting the ball and she was very interested in meticulously adhering to the rules. I taught her to gleefully yell out van in and van out because I knew it would amuse her in the same way it did me. She's in lockdown with Joe's brother and flatmates up the road. As our mutual friend T. and I discussed. KT's just the person you want around in a lockdown. She offered to shop for us in week one and off she went.. Later that day we received this: Then she sourced some beans we wanted and we received this: Since being here on her trip, originally planned for 3 months she saw a piano accordion in an op shop and decided it would be handy. As you do. So she bought it. And then on request came and participated in my coronasafe evening entertainment for a friend's 50th (whom she didn't know) on his lawn down the other end of the road. She played happy birthday and we sang. We did it the next night as well for another friend's birthday. She worried about the amateurish of her accordion playing but was just generally enthusiastic about the idea. Today Joe's brother shopped for us and there was this: ...which transpired not only to tell us where the groceries were but also KT's most secret long held desire. (I want my puzzle to feature in Maria's blog. It is my most likely chance at fame)**** . *I have probably misremembered everything in here but it's my blog so my memory **Probably actually the wrong way around ***This is like almost certainly quite close to the actual truth ****KT has a misunderstanding of how famous my blog is. But thank you loyal readership (Hi Mary). KT I'd like you to introduce you to my readership, readership I'd like you to meet KT. You will have an awful lot to talk about as one of you has just read about KT and the other one is KT so you definitely have KT in common.
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*actually it was "Maria with the unnaturally long arms.' I <used to> derive pleasure imagining you, Mr Tickle-like, getting things off really high shelves without needing to resort to a chair on a table.
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