The knitted lion

That could be the name of a British pub, The Knitted Lion. It isn’t, one imagines, but it could be. It would sound quite right and good.

My child bride is a high-energy woman, which balances our relationship very nicely since I am a low-energy man and always have been. I enjoy relaxing. She doesn’t know how. Hand her a cup of coffee, for instance, on a summer afternoon. Does she sip and talk? No, she chugs it like a Hells Angel with a Heineken.

Since the Kung Flu descended upon us, she’s temporarily retired her pastry business, the one in which she baked goodies and sold them on the downtown plaza out of a wicker basket on Saturday afternoons. Been almost a year now since that happened. Her income vanished, so we had to increase her monthly allowance to even things out.

But you can’t keep a hyperactive woman down for long. She found knitting, or maybe it’s crochet. I don’t know, don’t care. The last few months, she’s knitted sweaters for me and herself, but just recently she discovered these little animals.

She’s finished two so far, a bear and a lion. We see similar stuff being sold online for 500 or 600 pesos, for Pete’s sake. I wonder if anyone pays that? No matter. It keeps her busy, giving me ample time to do what I do best, which is pretty much nothing.

Or maybe it’s time to open the Knitted Lion Cantina. We could serve both Corona and Guinness Stout. I love Guinness Stout. It’s very relaxing.

12 thoughts on “The knitted lion

  1. The Kung Flu has changed the way we get out some, but I walk every day. My wife comes with me three or four days a week, and she paints daily. The thing I miss is travelling more. We have been wanting to go up to your mountaintop this past year, but alas it didn’t happen, but we are heading that way the middle of next month. I guess we won’t get your wife’s pastries on the plaza, but it is time to get a move on.

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    1. Kirk, P.S.: Gotta tell you, however, that February is bone dry, cold at night, and the main plaza is closed to pedestrians now due to the pandemic. Also, most businesses are forced to close Sundays for the same reason. I’d hold off till November, which is the best month here, plus I would hope the pandemic will be a thing of the past by then. Pandemics often last two years, but not three. FYI.

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  2. Felipe, mi amigo! Your fine taste finally came through with your admitted penchant for the nectar of the gods, Guinness! Slante!

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    1. Dan: Love the stuff, and it’s likely the thing I miss most with my teetotaling lifestyle of the past 25 years. I visited Ireland in 1978, and one of the best aspects of that trip was drinking real Guinness in pubs. Did you know that the Guinness sold in Ireland is different (better, and that’s saying something) than the exported Guinness sold everywhere else?

      I don’t know what slante means, but same to you.

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  3. Slainte Mhath: Irish Gaelic for “good health!” Slainte, by itself, is the equivalent of Cheers! in pub parlance. Per The latest Ancestry DNA, it seems this Ukerican is more Irish (Donegal) than my Dublin missus!

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  4. Those little animals are way cool. Your wife is very gifted. Ireland is on our bucket list. Maybe next year if all goes well.

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    1. Thirsty. Yes, my wife is multi-talented. Her best talent was that which inspired her to pick me.

      Ireland is very interesting. Of course, I was there about 45 years ago, and I imagine it’s changed, but likely not too much. It’s amazingly rural. Narrow, two-lane roads going all over the place. Very green, and it was October. Lots of sheep. We rented a car and drove the perimeter of the Republic. At one point, out of curiosity, we crossed the border into a town in Northern Ireland. It was during “The Troubles.” Lots of barricades and barbed wire. We didn’t stay there long. We also toured the Waterford crystal factory where they blow glass by hand. Great trip. I’d like to return. And then there’s the Guinness Stout on tap.

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  5. Honestly, selling pastries outside shouldn’t be any risk at all. If you could get this disease outdoors, we’d have seen MASSIVE spikes over the summer what with all the “peaceful protests” insurrections with thousands of people screaming at the tops of their lungs. I looked at a lot of data post those protests and I could find no evidence that they increased spread of Covid at all.

    Meanwhile here, I walk around without a mask, and folks around me pull up their masks when they see me coming. It’s so sad that folks who surely would claim they are “following the science” are still so ignorant that they are afraid they’re going to get this walking past someone on the sidewalk. If it were that easy to get, we’d all have had it by now and the pandemic would be over.

    Saludos,

    Kim G
    Boston, MA
    Where at least our closing/restrictions weren’t too bad. I even dined in a restaurant on Saturday night and lived to tell the tale.

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    1. Kim: Of course, the chances of my wife getting the virus from her pastry sales outdoors are quite slim, but her customers are not simply walking by. They are standing there directly in front of her, handing goods and money to and fro.

      Two things: She does not need the money. And were I not in the high-risk age group, it would be another story.

      Nah, it’s best to just wait till it all blows over, and it will.

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