Last night for some unknown reason I started thinking about that old nursery rhyme The Farmer in the Dell.
I don’t know why I think of this stuff. Stop asking. Perhaps it is just that I have creative genius that no one else does. Hence, the post title question.
I put a question to my friends on facebook; if the farmer gets the wife, why does the cheese have to stand alone? Cheese ALWAYS has a partner. Crackers, wine, fruit, sometimes a combination of all of these. Macaroni. I could go on. So why stand alone?
My cousin thinks it’s because the cheese is stinky. But I like stinky cheese. Sometimes the stinky ones are the really good ones, they just take time to get used to.
I have been called weird, strange, different, unique and a whole host of other things throughout my life by various people, at various times. There’s not a doubt in my mind that sometimes my humour is appreciated by myself and no one else. So I ponder the question today, on this gray and rainy Thursday:
Am I the Cheese?
Please don’t tell me that I’m stinky though, because I am pretty up on my personal hygiene.
Oh, and while we’re at it, (as with most nursery rhymes) I find this one altogether strange. The farmer gets a wife. She has no title except wife. Okay, but then she gets the child. Not them, just her. The child gets a nurse. Why does this child need a nurse if he or she has a full time stay at home mother? Ludicrous. Unless of course this child has some debilitating illness. Which might be why the child gets a cat, instead of a dog. Dogs are much more active and would probably just make the poor sick kid sad that he can’t play with it. The cat gets a rat, which is the ONLY thing not unusual about this little ditty, since they live on a farm and probably have lots of rats. I hope it’s a big cat. Then the rat gets the cheese, again, which is weird. I know some people who have farms, and they don’t feed their rats cheese. Firstly, cheese is expensive and secondly, they don’t want to *keep* the rat, or invite further rats, they want to get rid of it. Hence the cat.
And that poor poor cheese has to stand alone. Which is only a good thing if you’re a true foodie and you’re letting the cheese stand in order to gain flavour. And then you eat it.
So, if I’m the cheese, I only have one thing to say to people who don’t get me.
“Eat me”.
Interesting points Nuala.
Consider this:
Once you had children, were you ever alone? Nope, cause you HAVE a child. Would you ever say that your kids “stand alone”? Not so much… unless you’re a neglectful parent, which I have on fact that you are NOT. So, is the cheese really standing alone, or is someone (nursery rhyme creator) getting a little melodramatic here? The cheese has the rat just as much as my dog HAS an owner (unless she chews through our washing machine hose again – but that’s a story for another day).
HOWEVER, that being said… if the cat ate the rat, then sadly, the cheese does stand alone… rotting… until the next rat comes along.
And Nuala, your humour isn’t weird. I get it! Most of the time…
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LOL, and *that’s* why we get along so well. You get my rantings. I think I have to hear the story about the dog though.
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Like any good female you think waaay to hard about everything.No wonder guys can never figure women out. By the time we catch on to where you are you move the target.
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Ever mystifying and pursuit-able to you men. We’re just trying to keep it interesting. And that’s why you’re so drawn to us…
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A trap is never effective with cheese, only with peanut butter. When cheese comes to room temperature, it has the fullest of flavour for the human palette.
By the way, you come by your sense of humour honestly.
Sorry GG your not supposed to figure out a good ‘female’ that is what made her great.
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Ah, thank you!
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I was NOT inferring you were in any way lacking in your personal hygiene… 🙂
I couldn’t come up for a logical reason why the cheese would stand alone and honestly didn’t think too hard about it … Honestly – I thought because it was stinky was kind of funny….. guess I need to ponder the oddities of life more!
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No no, I thought your response was the funniest one. It just made me think about stinky cheese. LOL. Because I’m kinda awesome/weird like that.
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