“C-class narcotics;
Anti-biotics;
[I’ve got] holes in my pockets.
I lost it all.
All that I’d like is to know,
Just where do those lost things go,
hen they slip from my hand?”
From the Divine Comedy song, “Lost property”
There was an odd story from Canada this week
involving a carrot and a diamond wedding ring.
11 years ago a Canadian woman lost her diamond ring while
working on her farm. Of course she
searched for the valuable ring but couldn’t find it. Then this week her daughter pulled up some
carrots. What did she find but one
carrot which had grown right through the middle of the diamond ring. This caused it to be brought to the surface
and found after all those years in the ground.
It sounds like a fairy story, doesn’t it? Perhaps the lady should have rubbed the ring
and made three wishes. Or kissed the
carrot and watched as it turned into a handsome prince. Maybe if the carrot accepted her wedding ring
on its “finger”, the woman should now be considered legally married to the
vegetable.
I think she just cleaned the ring and ate the carrot.
But I love the idea of a treasured possession
somehow, magically, coming back. In the
song “Lost property”, the singer lists a great many things he has lost over the
course of his life, from a tennis racket to a sheepskin jacket. Then one day in a dream he finds everything
he has ever lost gathered together into a huge pile, and he cries tears of joy.
What a lovely thought.
I’m going to eat more carrots in future.
Vocabulary:
C-class narcotics – In Britain, illegal drugs are divided
into different classes. C-class
narcotics are considered less dangerous than A-class or B-class ones, but are
still illegal
anti-biotics – drugs taken to kill harmful bacteria
to slip from one’s hand – to fall out of one’s hand; to be
lost
odd - strange
a fairy story – a traditional children’s story involving
magic
a possession – something owned; something which belongs to
someone
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