Does anyone else recall how when you were a little kid (back in the day), you always used to call grown-ups Mr and/or Mrs X? And how suddenly, one-day you're a grown up and you
still continue to find yourself calling these very same adults Mr and/or Mrs X? And this is despite as a proper adult you now realise these Mr and/or Mrs X are actually less than twenty-five years older than you and you are now nearing f-f-f-f-forty? And not only that, you realise you will continue to
always call them Mr and/or Mrs X, because using their first name after all this time just feels so totally and utterly wrong? (Come now, I can't be the only person out there who feels this way!)
Well, when I completed this tiny study of a charming Willie Wagtail a couple of days ago (one of a few in acrylics), I decided that this here bird would definitely be known as a Mr. (full-stop intentional) Wagtail. Under no circumstances would there be a friendly shortening to Willie or Will, or him requesting to be known as the
Wills-meister. No Siree, he would definitely be called and known as Mr. Wagtail.
Mr. Wagtail ONLY, or there would be consequences. (Pooping on my clean washing or on my car perhaps?)
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| I'm primed for action if you call me anything other than Mr. Wagtail! |
See what I mean? Yes, I realise Mr. Wagtail may be fairly poorly executed, but I do feel comfortable in declaring that I believe I have managed to successfully convey a certain atti-tood. I hope you agree!
Anyway, thanks for stopping by. I'll see you around soon (hopefully with all my washing intact),
Kate
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Love the willy wag tail. Yes I remember calling adults I met as Mr and Mrs. Aunties and Uncles were called that. Nowadays first names rule, but I still think it nice when I hear a young person address someone as Mr or Mrs.
ReplyDeleteYou work is delightful Kate.