My father had a good collection of 'bon mots' including this one. He could never resist quoting it if we saw anyone hanging a new gate. He always used to say, "The gate hangs well and hinders none, refresh and pay and travel on." I looked it up on the internet a few minutes ago and it seems as though it is the name of a pub. That figures as he was a great one for going for a long walk and calling half way round for a pint.
You will see from today's photograph that the farmer is taking advantage of a relatively warm, sunny day to re-hang a gate into his new field. Tess and I walked round after lunch to photograph him. I daren't let her off the lead as there are so many feisty rabbits around in this weather and I would have been calling her all the way home. As it was we had a pleasant walk apart from my arm being almost pulled out of its socket once or twice. I quoted my father's saying when I saw the farmer though.
On an entirely different subject I must tell you about an amusing story I read in the farmer's week end paper. Mobile phones drive him mad at the best of times and he is totally unable to understand this constant need to communicate with one another. If he ever gets to live alone I am afraid he will live a very solitary life apart from his outing to the cattle market every Friday!
So, back to mobile phones, and heckling as it happens. Let's take the heckling first. There is an article in the paper about Alfie Boe the singer. He is poking about back stage and comes across an article about a singer who was on stage singing when someone at the back started to heckle him. He tried to ignore it but he couldn't and finally got down off the stage, marched up to the heckler and punched him on the nose. The man fell, hit his head and died. The actor got back on the stage and finished his act! He was of course arrested and taken to court but got off with a sentence of only a fortnight because the judge said he had been 'unnecessarily provoked!"
Boe himself also had an experience - this time involving a mobile phone. He was singing in Cardiff and in between songs somebody;s mobile phone went off in the audience. He walked off the stage, went up to her, took the phone and answered it - it was the woman's mother. Boe told her that her daughter was in the theatre and that he was Alfie Boe - she didn't believe him so he turned to the audience and go them all to shout out his name to convince her - he said they had a nice conversation but that the woman whose phone it was was so embarrassed he is sure that she will never do it again.
All this reminded me that I once went to Stratford to see Coriolanus - I went with a friend and her boyfriend (who wasn't backward at coming forward). He was having difficulty hearing and at one particularly quiet part shouted out "Pardon ?" - the cast on stage froze for a minute and then carried on - a little louder this time.