Week of the Week V
April 9th, 2008
It’s been pretty quiet round here lately, so what better to stoke up the discussion than another ever-popular Week of the Week? The last Week of the Week was, you might remember, slightly controversial because it discussed such a very well-known week. Well, as promised, this week’s Week of the Week will be a real undiscovered gem: a true prize week, but not as well known as most other weeks are.
This week’s Week of the Week is 20-26 November 1932.
Sunday 20 November 1932 – Wilbur A. Sawyer writes to his wife Margaret from Cape Town, saying: “The weather has been fine, cool except for a few hours in the afternoon.”
Monday 21 November 1932 – Following an explosion at Cardowan Colliery, Glasgow, on the 16th, the Scotsman reports that Shettleston Co-operative Society has donated £50 towards relief work.
Tuesday 22 November 1932 – T.E. Lawrence warns that “celibacy has its dangers!” in correspondence with G.W.M. Dunn.
Wednesday 23 November 1932 – In the Irish Dáil, Mr Anthony asks whether Mr Derrig is aware that the appointment of Mr Cornelius McGiff as school attendance officer has caused “a good deal of discussion in Cork City”.
Thursday 24 November 1932 – The FBI Scientific Crime Detection Laboratory opens in Washington, D.C.
Friday 25 November 1932 – Melbourne Cricket Club gives Tate his first outing. He bowls out New South Wales, scoring 4-63.
Saturday 26 November 1932 – There is a small amount of restrained celebration to mark the tenth anniversary of Howard Carter and Lord Carnarvon’s discovery of the tomb of Tutankhamun.
A bracing whirlwind of a week, I’m sure you will all agree – obscure but by no means dull.
Entry Filed under: Chris,Random Thought,Week of the Week
18 Comments
1. Kevil | April 9th, 2008 at 14:19
I think i’d go so far as to call it excruciatingly, mind-numblingly forgettable.
Where are my trousers?
2. Chris | April 9th, 2008 at 14:25
I left them in the latter part of 1932, having used them as insulation on my time machine’s continuum nozzle. Sorry.
By the way, where’s the Hamm-ster?
3. Kevil | April 9th, 2008 at 14:35
God knows he seems to have disappeard off the face of newcastle, perhaps Auds can shed some light?
4. Auds | April 9th, 2008 at 16:47
he’s around somewhere, cracking one off in his own inimitable way
5. Chris | April 9th, 2008 at 16:57
He’s a classy guy.
6. Kevil | April 10th, 2008 at 09:35
I still want my trousers back Marshall. Even if it rips a hole in the space/time continuoum.
7. Chris | April 11th, 2008 at 14:42
I’m afraid they were very badly soiled and the belt loops were all singed from where I had to attach it to the chronological camshaft.
8. Kevil | April 14th, 2008 at 10:57
Damn Youuuuu
*Shakes fist*
9. Chris | April 14th, 2008 at 17:08
It was only the tartan pair that you don’t wear very often.
10. Kevil | April 15th, 2008 at 13:06
Yes, but they belonged to my great great great great grandson. (Aquired via time theft)
11. Chris | April 15th, 2008 at 13:08
I wonder what the people of the 1930s will make of a pair of singed tartan trousers made of a titanium alloy?
12. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver | April 15th, 2008 at 17:39
That depends. Can the singed slacks sing sultry songs?
13. Chris | April 15th, 2008 at 18:33
Sassy as sarsaparilla, the songs those singed slacks sing.
14. Kevil | April 16th, 2008 at 16:43
Supposing someone seedy found the singed, sassy, sultry slacks and sung slow shantys?
15. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver | April 16th, 2008 at 17:04
Then I’d say to them, “Cease and desist, you shameless, shabby shambolic charlatan!”
16. Chris | April 17th, 2008 at 09:02
Certainly a slow shanty sung to some cycling shorts is somewhat superior to a sultry song sent to some lost slacks. But seriously – supposing the song were sassy, not sultry, should assistance be sought?
17. Kevil | April 17th, 2008 at 10:13
Certainly but only serupticiously
18. Ian Mac Mac Mac Mac McIver | April 17th, 2008 at 17:02
I’d just crack one off…
Sensibly so 😉