The Mystery of the Headless Chickens
Fact 1: Chickens need heads to live.
Fact 2: Dead chickens can't run.
Fact 3: 'Running around like a headless chicken' must mean 'running around like a dead chicken' and as dead chickens cannot run, it seems to me wholly appropriate to replace the traditional meaning of this metaphor (having a hectic time) with 'lying still and doing nothing'.
I have been running around like a headless chicken all day.
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For some reason this won't let me leave a comment. I have left about 8, perhaps the same one 5 times. I basically said that we discussed the issue with the chickens and we agreed that they are funny creatures (as in perculier), and that you have to be careful and watch out when there is a headless chicken ruinning about.
Aunty Fred, as for the Elephant that lives upstairs and is moving out...I am emailing Lucy a photo, but if you can't wait for her to write another blog, check out my blog he is the two toned one, with me and Heids.
Oh I didn't read that green bit. Sorry Lucy
Erm..........?
Whoopsy daisy. Apologies for slight cock-up on the comment leaving front. It would seem I was overzealous in my attempts to block spam comments about anorexia and such like and clicked one too many boxes. Hopefully all will be fine and dandy now with the comment-leaving...
Thank goodness that it wasn't just me who couldn't leave a comment! Didn't know whether to blame my technological stupidity, or whether I was now banned from blogging for ever!
A. Fred x
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