Malfuf wa Malik*

‘The time has come,’ the Walrus said,

        ‘To talk of many things:

Of shoes – and ships – and sealing-wax –

        Of cabbages – and kings –

And why the sea is boiling hot –

        And whether pigs have wings.’

This is a bit of a departure from the usual poetry trip that characterises this blog. Though I do realise it is not an auspicious start to begin a non-poetry post with a quote from a famous poem. It is inappropriate to appropriate verses from a renowned writer to do the work of your prose. Inappropriate and ironical and cheeky. Not a good beginning. Let’s start over.

  

All through last month I posted these mile long posts. I chopped like mad, entire subheads got the axe, para after para, and still the magic 300 was nowhere in sight. As you can imagine, a lot of topics and random facts and figures and opinions are now sloshing around aimlessly in the brain and drafts. So I thought why not unleash them on whoever stops by here? Let’s spread it even? Like frosting on a cake, only much less fattening.

So. Here it is, a space to talk about malfuf wa malik from the edits and chops of the blogging life. Something that doesn’t fit the letter, or the theme, or the poetry or anything else remotely resembling sanity. And doesn’t go gently into the dark headspace either, keeps raging and squirming to get out into the light. 

I shall be airing them out once in a while – both the cabbages and the kings. Check it out at your own risk. I’m only promising what I can deliver - a long rambling post. Underpromise, overdeliver. One of the old-fashioned, core principles of services marketing.  I’m not sure this 'ere blog is a service exactly, probably the polar opposite, but never mind, the principle at any rate is worth something, very solid. No harm in keeping the principles in good working order, yeah?

Coming soon... a turn in ye olde perspective and who exactly brought that about...watch this space...




*Malfuf - cabbage
 Malik - king