For some reason I was checking the calendar on my iPhone yesterday to see if I had anything interesting scheduled this week other than blood tests and massage therapy. Well doesn’t it just tell me that today is: Family Day in Alberta, British Columbia, New Brunswick, Saskatchewan and Ontario. They are a little more historically minded in Nova Scotia where it’s Heritage* Day and Manitoba where it’s called Louis Riel Day. Québec, Newfoundland, Nunavut, the Yukon and North West Territories don’t seem to have anything to celebrate in mid-February. Oh and here on the Island we’re perhaps a bit self-centred – it’s called Islander Day. Regardless of the reason for the “Day” it is only an excuse to take a break from winter if you can’t afford Costa Rica or Florida.
So let’s celebrate Islander Day but dipping into a few quips, cracks, and comments (damn I got a sort of alliteration there) from David Weale’s little books. I quoted from Mr Weale back on our first Islander day as residents in 2017 and on a recent revisit to his work I found I was nodding my head knowingly.
- The only way the concert could have been worse was if it had been longer.
- She’s got enough crust to start her own bakery.
- The snow plough operator on our road thinks there’s a bounty on mailboxes.
- My mother baked bread all her life but never did get the hang of it.
- This party’s so dead it should be prayed for.
Teeth of the Saw
the Island book of insults
and cutting remarks
Tangle Lane Publishers – 2008
- Mother loved the church. Within a few minutes she’d be off in Latin dreamland.
- The boys took a vow at confirmation not to drink until we were twenty-one, but most of us never even made it to sixteen.
- It seemed to me that sometimes the Protestants had dances during Lent just to make us Catholics suffer.
- We were so poor that there was nothing to give up for Lent except wanting.
Lord have Mercy
Islanders hold forth in the great
Catholic Protestant Kerfuffle
Tangle Lane Publishers – 2009
- The reason the population is increasing is that so many Islanders come back home to die, and don’t!
- The Island is the kind of place where they stab you in the back, then hold a benefit for you the next week, to help you get back on your feet.
- Islanders are eternal optimists who believe the weather will improve and the next election will change things.
- Where you born on the Island, or did you come here on purpose?
It’s an Island Thing
Quips and Witticisms
Tangle Lane Publishers – 2013
And one final word: An Islander is someone who is on first name basis with the premier, Lt Governor and the clerks at the liquor store. We use to be three out of three on that one, now we’re two out of three. I’ll leave it to you to decided which of the two it is.
The word for February 17th is:
Kerfuffle /kərˈfəfəl/: [informal noun]
a disturbance or commotion typically caused by a dispute or conflict
The root is the 16th century (possibly earlier) Scots verb “fuffle,” meaning “to throw into disorder.” The “ker” may have come from the Gaelic “car” meaning to “twist, bend or turn around” and added as an intensifier. Until just after the Second World War it was usually spelled “curfuffle”.