Nostalgia 6. Badge Of Honour.

My regular readers will be aware of one of my physical limitations that has bothered me for a dozen years now. It is called Right Ulnar Palsy and it makes it difficult for me to hold things tightly in my right hand. This caused two problems for me earlier today and the second one is this.

That is me with a stained white t-shirt unable to take a better selfie with my right hand.

The first one was what caused the yellow stains in the first place. I was eating mangoes as dessert for lunch. Since our cook was off on holiday today, our char cut the mangoes. Had the cook been there, she would have cut the mangoes without the skin and the stone completely scraped off and I could have simply had the fruit from a bowl using a spoon.

With the mangoes cut differently, I had to eat the mangoes like this:

After seeing the first slice being eaten if you go to 1.40 minutes, you will see how the flesh from the stone is consumed.

My ulnar palsy played up and the stone slipped out of my hand and fell on my t-shirt. That is the stain that you see on the first image.

Why nostalgia?

During my school days, as soon as the mango season started, the first classmate with a stained vest under the uniform shirt was given a badge of honour by the rest of the class. One of course had to deliberately stain the vest to earn this badge! I never did get the badge of honour though as, I could not afford to get the vest stained for fear of punishment from a martinet for a father!

Have you had some mangoes lately? How did you eat them?

Aplomb!

In response to my post Sales Calls, I received two messages.

The first was from a Retired General Manager of a very large Bank in India and the other in comments on my blog itself from a Retired Chairman of another Bank in India.

Both said that they have received calls advising them on how to get loans!
Such aplomb reminds me of a story from the P G Wodehouse collection.

For the PG Wodehouse and English language fans!

Bertie Wooster was in the study when his butler, Jeeves, coughed discreetly.”May I ask you a question Sir ?””By all means, Jeeves,” said Bertie.

“I am doing the crossword in The Times and I have found a word with which I am unfamiliar.””What word is that?” said his lordship.

“Aplomb, Sir.

“”Now that’s a difficult one to explain I would say it is self-assurance or complete composure.

“”Thank you, Sir, but I’m still a little confused.

“”Let me give you an example to make it clearer.

Do you remember a few months ago the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge arrived to spend a weekend with us at Aunt Agatha’s place?

“”I remember the occasion very well, Sir. It gave the staff and myself much pleasure to look after them.

“”Also”, continued Bertie Wooster, “do you remember when the Duke plucked a bloom for the Duchess in the rose garden?

“”I was present on that occasion, Sir, ministering to their needs.

“”While plucking the rose, a thorn embedded itself in his thumb very deeply.”Jeeves replied, “I witnessed the incident and saw the Duchess herself remove the thorn and wrap a bandage on his thumb using her own dainty handkerchief, after sucking the thumb gently to stop the bleeding. Yes Sir, I did see everything that transpired that evening.

“Bertie Wooster: “Jeeves, the next morning while you were pouring tea for Her Ladyship, the Duchess asked the Duke in a loud voice, ‘Darling is your prick still throbbing?

‘”And you, Jeeves, did not spill one drop of tea! Now that is aplomb

Sales Calls.

My curt responses to many sales calls on my cellphone have reduced the number of calls that I receive to perhaps one or two in a week. I find them most annoying as I am sure are all my readers.

I get calls pitching new flats, health insurance policies, loans, etc mostly but, today I just burst out laughing when I received a call promoting a Matrimonial Site.

There was this very sweet voice saying, “Sorry to disturb you sir but, I am calling from xyz Matrimony.” My initial reaction was to burst out laughing which must have puzzled the lady and when I eventually told her that I am 79 years old, even she burst out laughing, apologised for calling and disconnected.

Have you been approached on a telephone call by a Matrimonial site?