The Definitive History of Good Friday and Everything.

It is Good Friday today and I have to say I am a little puzzled by all this because although I am not a religious eccentric child of cyberspace I do know it was not the best day for Jesus (that’s Jesus as in THE Jesus and not Jesus as in Mr ESB’s friend in the diner in Texas).  So there must be an explanation as to why it is good. And bearing in mind it was not a good day in religious terms it is time to ponder other reasons why it might be good.  One lucky coincidence is that Good Friday is a national holiday in a huge number of countries which gives those who are religious the opportunity to go to church, if it was a normal working day (OK it is these days for many) it would be tricky. And it gives us in the west an opportunity to eat loads of chocolate in the shape of eggs and rabbits, although this is good it is also confusing, because I do know that rabbits don’t lay eggs. Ducks lay eggs but you seldom see a chocolate duck, although you might duck if someone throws an egg at you which would not be good.

 We could ask ourselves the old question . . . . . . . . which came first the rabbit or the egg, but that might confuse things even more so what is all this all about, why do we need to know and even more worrying why have I not got any Easter Eggs this year.

OK it appears we have overlapping stuff going on and history dictates that events of importance that are commemorated each year will over long periods of time be subject to clustering. So important pre Christian events and important Christian events will cluster to end up on the same day (its far more practical), thus the fertility rites of the ancient Celts leaping about in the early spring waving eggs, rabbits and hares about and the religious events of Easter end up on the same day, even if they originally were not. Then it all gets confused and no one can remember which bit of which ceremony is connected to which, resulting in loads of folk getting angry when they see chocolate Popes for sale and Druids being chased out of IKEA.

So there you have it Good Friday is an anomaly of Historic events from the Christian religions of relatively modern history right back to the old rituals of pre history, and spring is the start of the warm weather (well it should be) in the northern hemisphere, add some dodgy translation over time as a few re writes of both historic and religious books and the odd tweek  to stuff to suit the powers that be and you are left with only one certainty in life, The diary of Rob Z Tobor the definitive history of everything in the year 2525. 

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The Olympic Legacy of Legs,. curtains and 100% of an unknown fraction (X%)

Today saw a return to normality, I am not sure about you lot but I am quite pleased; I have thought about that legacy thing now for at least half an hour today wondering if I should run, jump, skip or throw large heavy things and get in training for Rio in four years time and weighing up all the pro’s and con’s I have come to conclusion, best not too. It is a lot of work and I have guitars and a drum so I have asked mum for a note to give to someone excusing me from Olympic training. The dog and I have decided that we will do what we do best and are going to make a large hollow wooden leg which we will take to the beach and sail it the short hop across the bay (short hop HAH HAHAHHHAH Hah aha hah hah ah hah ahhah hah hah hahh  ha ha ha ha)

Yes we will be doing our bit by sailing a Leg at Sea (Legacy) HA HA HA HA HA HAH hHAHH HAH HAH HHAH HAH AH HAH HAH hah ah h hahaha hhaahh ahhah ahhahahhahh ahh ah hah ahh hhhahha…… We thought if we painted it gold (in recognition of the British gold medals) we could call it The Golden Hind Leg

Normality today involved a trip to Shrewsbury to look for material for the curtains for the big orange room (although as we know it is already smaller now by the thickness of four layers of paint). The material we got is WELL COOL and was a bargain at less than twenty five percent of its original price; which was well expensive…..

One interesting sign we saw as we passed the hospital, well rather a lot of signs saying the same thing as it happens was ‘100% Part Exchange Guaranteed’ on a big block of new houses. Personally I thing the whole thing looks a bit ghetto like; it is not nice in this day and age to squeeze as many houses as possible into a smallish area but that is beside the point because I am confused by ‘100% Part Exchange Guaranteed’……. What exactly does that mean, am I missing something fundamental here about maths. I can see that it might be possible to have 100% of part of something but if you don’t know how big the part is of the whole, it sort of makes the statement irrelevant.  Anyway it annoyed me but in a reassuring way that makes me realize that the post Olympic world will soon be just like the pre Olympic world…….PHEW…..

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