Wednesday, July 19, 2006


Furor is doing a great job of keeping the blog active during this summer heat wave. I've been detained with sundry drinking matters and writing deadlines. In the meantime, I offer this little anecdote:

Probably the worst pun in the history of the English language was penned in July of 1944 by the Welsh poet Dylan Thomas when he wrote, "We were two months near Beaconsfield, where Chesterton sat on his R.C." [The Collected Letters, New York: Macmillan, 1985, p. 517]


Anonymous said...

i... don't get it..

ugh i feel so uncultured

A Secular Franciscan said...

Hmm I think the pun is a play on Roman Catholicism (R.C), and "arse" (and keeping in mind Chesterton lived in Beconsfield).

At least that's what I think it is....