and so another month, look you see, and so another calendar update for all of you who like that sort of thing. quite a few of you seem to do precisely this, looking at the reading figures. whereas once again i would suggest you are probably better off simply getting your own calendar, it remains so that you are welcome to gander at mine, so as you may plan your days.
it would seem, to be sure, that i have boxed myself into something of a, well, box. the updates for january and february featured selective, interpretive facts about calendars and other such sh!t, which might be why the reader levels are so high. best i pursue this line, then, although some months are so plainly dull that it will be a formidable task.
march may well prove to be such a month. commonly, if not traditionally, it is regarded as one of them "well something has to be there" periods of the calendar; thrown together on a whim so as to enable the dozen months we now divide (separate, perhaps) a year into.
but it was not always so. and also but so let us first consider one (1) of 2 (two) calendars what i have on display in the house for the month, thus you may carry on planning.
yes, the Winnie The Pooh one which stands or hangs resplendent down in the kitchen, providing vital date information for those who would wish to cook via a measure of days rather than the conventional minutes or hours. this month features, as you can see, a rare solo appearance by what (or who) i think is called Eeyore, some sort of donkey. if you were into that sort of thing, which i am totes not, one may argue it is a bit more of a provocative pose than you would normally associate with such a family-centric mythology.
speaking of mythology, the month of march. many of you shall be well aware of the notion that it is the name derives as a superstition based tribute to Mars, the ancient Roman god of war and the more modern British deity of quality chocolate. possibly slightly better less known is that, once, that which we call march and know (with little affection) as the third month of the year was the first. this kind of made sense at the time, i suppose, for as it was then what we know as "march" would have been when the first signs of spring kicked in, so why would you not see that as the start of a new movement.
as for clutching to superstition in the modern era, well, as point of fact we do indeed continue on this path. here in England, or if you will the UK, we have our financial / fiscal / tax year commencing on 6 April. it would not be unreasonable to assume that this date was plucked at random by some total bellend or utter w@anker of a treasury official or chancellor of the exchequer at some stage at simply left in place, but not so. if you were to sit with ancient scrolls, star charts and so forth you would find that, in terms of the calendar which was once but now shall never be, April 6 was pretty much bang on a date between March 20 and 25, when the so-called "spring equinox" kicked off, well and truly heralding a new dawn fade.
indeed, that is my "retro" car calendar, up in my elevated shed. as you can see quite clearly, showcased this month is the partially loved 83 version of the VW golf. a strange concept, this one. for those north of the equator, this proved to be the "dream car" of every just turned 18 year old male, sprouting woeful bum fluff moustaches and similar facial hair growth, with the frequently mistaken belief that ownership of this vehicle would in several ways enhance their already non-existent prowess as being a "player", or if you like "fanny magnet". south of the equator and it still to this day remains the preserve of the 19 - 22 year old student. everything about it screams "they gave me my university tuition bursary in one lump sum, so i bought this instead of paying my tuition fees". normally a few uncivil protests and riots sees the fees waived, so win-win i suppose.
any notable dates for the diary, or if a farmer dairy, this month? surely, here are a few -
6 - Ash Wednesday, which doesn't normally have as much to do with Ash out of Evil Dead as you would like to think.
12 - 30th anniversary of Paradise City by Guns N Roses entering the UK singles chart, back when you had to actually sell records to make the chart. perhaps the legacy of this anniversary is that it outsold International Rescue by We've Got A Fuzzbox And We're Gonna Use it.
25 - the 35th anniversary of the "Merseyside Final", in which Liverpool and Everton met at the ostensible national English stadium, Wembley, for the very first time. a dour and instantly forgettable match of football, but celebrated for the unified, non-segregated nature of the large crowd in attendance, proudly and defiantly displaying they were having none of the nonsense associated with their home by the cruel, crippling government of the day.
30 - 40th anniversary of the American theatrical (as in cinema) release of Buck Rodgers In The 25th Century, which would later be re-purposed as a "tv pilot" that was good and continued by a tv series (actually two) that was also good.
right, that will do for this, then. as ever i can only trust, hope and express the wish that some, any or all of this has been of if not benefit or use then passing interest for one or two of you.
be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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