Secret 9 – I speak Latin and Ancient Greek
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Oh my, I so SO got busted taking the shot for this post, waaaaaah. I knew sooner or later I’d be caught ‘in the act’ but ideally it wouldn’t have been dressed like this. I knew it was risky, the farm was very busy today, so I cheated and got MrSpud to take this shot in the interest of speed. But our neighbour spied us anyway. Oh…the…shame….outakes and shots of being caught in the act are at the bottom of the post.
Friends, Romans, Countrymen...lend me your ears
Back to the secret – I speak Latin and Ancient Greek. Actually I don’t speak them as such, as no one does. “Ave” (Hello) is probably the extent of my spoken Latin, followed by “Caecilius est in horto. Caecilius est mortu, eheu” (Caecilius is in the garden. Caecilius is dead, alas). It’s not much of a yarn is it…not much in the way of drama and suspension? Nor plot, for that matter.
I absolutely loved Latin at school and my love of the language was in no way linked to a crush on the Latin teacher, oh no. I loved it so much I took it as my second subject at university and this was in no way linked to a crush on a fellow Latin student. Are you beginning to see a pattern here? I sometimes think my whole live has been shaped by a succession of crushes. Of course Michael is the Crush. The others are merely crushettes.
I’m not sure my costume is very authentic? Was nylon around in the Olde Days? Ideally I’d have ditched the wellies, not sure Romans wore Hunters? Although perhaps Caecilius did when he was ‘in horto’, but perhaps not when he was ‘mortu, eheu’.
So, right after the shot on the left was taken I heard our neighbour Adrian shouting YOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO!! And I was busted. MrSpud jumped in to action with the camera as best he can, bless, and snapped the folllowing:
Invaders? Right, let's face the enemy
So how do I look?
I know! Looking good...
Retreat! Retreat! The enemy is laughing...
Assume the position...
...and, thank you and good night
Hilarious. So glad you found my blog so that I now have the pleasure to read about your secrets. ;)
And might even learn a thing or two. You never know when Latin might be needed.
And to tell you a little secret…I studied French because I had a crush on Julien Clerc. How sad is that?
Goodnight for now and I will come back tomorrow to read the rest, Jeannette
Puella in pictora et pulcra!!!! hahaha.
you are so hilarious. that totally cracks me up. and makes me want to wear my black/purple witch hair in the garden all weekend. just for the neighbors.
the wellies are classic. didn’t you have any with laces…i think they would have had laces of some kind…
Hmm, yes the wellies weren’t an ideal addition to the ensemble. Plus there was a faint whiff of pig about them…boak…
Oooooh look atchooo with yer fancy latin talk! Fabulous!
LOL, that’s exactly the sort of thing I do (erm, see post in fact). Still, at least French is a little more useful than latin!
You look great!!!! I love this.
xo
You look like a beautiful classical nymph; I’m sure your neighbour loved it! (He will dine out on that sighting for ages.)
I sat by a Classics Teacher at a Farmer’s Ball last night. He was very crush-worthy. My teenage daughter takes Greek and has a wonderful, cute teacher called Mr. Ives who discusses film with them. She is going on a trip to Sicily this fall to study ruins.
I am now filled with regret that I wasted myself on French.
Yes I speak it regularly in this here part of the world….I am clearly way more clever than I ever give myself credit for.. NOT!!! that is the only sentence I ever remembered from four years of Latin in school!!!! Nothing but a waste of tax payers money that’s me.
Ooooh but it’s not too late! Get thee to an adult education doo dahh….and then swoooooooooooooooon. I’m checking out your drunken bee bop place tomorrow for sure!
You are too cute! haha…do NOT ditch the wellies :) Mr. Spud got such great shots! I had my hubby help me take a shot of me fighting the cat with a supergirl shirt on and swinging a samurai sword. He took it from the balcony to get a top down look, which meant all out apartment neighbors saw. Sheeesh…the things we do. lol. Your garden looks so pretty btw.