Having a Bad Writing Day, and need to re-cultivate my sense of wonder and sense of humour - both necessary when dealing with attitudes to women's musical acumen and creativity, ancient and modern. Tell me some *good* nun jokes. #nuntastic
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I shall watch it again this evening - it's one of the few movies I own. Love La Reverdie's soundtrack, love all the fab ways they incorporated Sharon Strocchia's advice.
shall I tell you a good joke? I have 1K words left in this supposedly 8K chapter that is supposed to cover women’s experience of and contribution to worshipful and devotional music-making, cross-confessionally, over three continents and 200 years. I've just finished the 17thC Italian nuns... 2/
I still have: Lutheran and Jesuit transmission of Italian nuns in Germany; Vienna; English convents; Beguinages, France and the new chant; Spain; New Spain; Cuzco; Santiago; Argentina; the Ephrata community; Duarte; Strozzi; Bembo; Jacquet de la Guerre; and the German Princesses. /3
I mean, it's nice to have a place to put otherwise unpublishable nuggets, such as identifying the two chants in Leonora Duarte's sinfonie and linking them to an annual festival in Antwerp, but you know... it's a lot.
I got that - what I meant was - why don’t you write a book? I also wanted to send you one of my favourite cartoons, but can’t find it. One nun says to another (somewhat grumpy looking) nun: ‚Nice habit!‘
Oh goodness, yes, I see! Well, I think I might take a little writing break from the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries soon. Just one more thing I need to get off my desk after this one, and then I might get back to some pop music. My brain needs a break!
Sister Mary asking all the Catholic girls what they want to be when they grow up. Little Sheila says:
"When I grow up, I want to be a prostitute!" Sister's eyes
grow wide and she barks: "What did you say?"
"A prostitute!"
Sister sighs in relief: "Thank God! I thought you said a Protestant"
Oh good call. God bless Emma Chambers. Her ashes are buried in a village near here, right next to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. There are lovely walks and it makes a nice pilgrimage, especially if it ends with lunch or tea at The Trusty Servant.
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"When I grow up, I want to be a prostitute!" Sister's eyes
grow wide and she barks: "What did you say?"
"A prostitute!"
Sister sighs in relief: "Thank God! I thought you said a Protestant"