Yesterday’s Music Today
We were watching an edition of the British quiz, ‘Tipping Point’, when the host, Ben Shepherd, told the contestant, Ian, that the shirt he was wearing was ‘hip’.
This led me to comment, “I’m glad he thinks so. I wouldn’t be seen dead in that!”
“What if someone were to offer you ten million dollars, to do so?”, Tiki exclaimed.
“Where’s the nearest morgue?”, I retorted.
Tiki and I were watching television, when she queried for what did ‘Q1’ on its ticker stand.
“The first quarter of the new financial year,” I informed her.
“Well, what do they call it when they shorten everything?”, she persisted.
“Illiteracy!”, I replied with a smile.
We don’t know whether it is still possible to do so, but if it is we highly recommend that one swims with the stingrays when visiting the French Polynesian island of Moorea.
The organisers of the experience had the stingrays gather in waist-deep water and we spent perhaps half to three-quarters of an hour with them. They seemed to take it in turns to come up behind us and wrap their ‘wings’ around our respective shoulders. The skin on their undersides felt like silk and when we’d turn our heads their countenances appeared to be smiling at us.
They were accompanied by black-tipped reef sharks, however, these kept their distance and just when one would turn to swim towards us, it would dart away just as swiftly.
Tiki enjoyed herself so much that she didn’t want to leave when it was time to return to the shore.
Naturally, interacting with any animal in its own environment, can come with an inherent risk and, therefore, this should be at the forefront of one’s mind, before undertaking such a venture.
We were warned, prior to entering the water, not to lift our feet, but rather to shuffle them.