Before we started talking with our daughter’s friends in Georgia via Skype, my wife made a point of correcting my “skype manners.” “When you speak on Skype, your voice is too loud,” she said. “Besides, be careful when you make up your mind to take a stab at humor. Georgian humor may be different from what is considered to be humorous in Ukraine, and you may be misunderstood.”
I accepted my wife’s remarks. I don’t remember a single observation she has made about me within the last 43 years which has been out of place and not to the point. Actually, that’s what married life may be about – to self-improve through mutual “observations.”
And then I thought that Queen Elizabeth might instruct her husband Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh, the same way before official meetings they usually have. Prince Philip may have even more reasons to be instructed than I have. He is known for many jokes he made that are considered as gaffs, and he even coined a special word for his blunders – “DONTOPEDOLOGY”: a science of opening your mouth and putting your foot in it,” as he once said. Believe me or not, but after my wife’s words I felt (in my own small way) like His Royal Highness with the title Prince of Edinburgh.
Meanwhile, we agreed with my wife that in the course of our current “re`mont” we’ll empty our lumber room to make it into “FANS OF THE ROYAL FAMILY” room. We’ll drape it with the Union Jack and some souvenirs bearing the royal image which we already have, and when our granddaughter Sophia’s sentimental favourite Princess Charlotte of Cambridge (now one year old) gets married, we may be invited by Her Royal Highness to London to put up a tent on her wedding route, to live there for three days and nights with thousands of other fans and to catch a glimpse of her, which will be a “moment with eternity” for the centenarians, which we will be by that time.
BLOGGING IS LIVING 