It's
a bit of a cliche, really, something we say when we are a bit
stumped
by an unexpected fact.
Like
I learned only recently that there are no
nightingales in Ireland. I
don't know why. Maybe the trees are wrong
for them or the weather or
something but I was astounded because
I always thought that I had
heard them singing here.
Of
course we have no snakes either which is good but I must say I was
disappointed
about the little nightingales.
Then
I began to wonder DO we hear something new every day or do the
days
just go by happily without us having one new discovery.
So
this year I made a resolution to write down one new thing every
single
day.
It
has been enlightening.
I
have learned of the offside rule in soccer which always puzzled me.
I
know what it it means to take a pawn "en passant" in chess.
I copied out a totally useless way to clean
brass and bronze.
I
cut out a picture of a dog called a Komondor Pastoral which is 80
centimentres
high and despite looking like a hearthrug is a real dog.
I
discovered that those who had two alcoholic drinks a day were less
likely
than abstainers to have a heart attack
I
noted that Charles Dickens had been born on Feb 7th, 1812.
I
copied out the words of Ten Cents a Dance by Rogers and Hart
I
discovered that if you laugh for 20
seconds its better exercise
than
if you were to row for a whole three minutes.
I
found out that Alexander the Great, Napolean and Hitler, all of
them
small men had an irrational fear of cats.
I
know how many furlongs, yards feet and
kilometres there are in a
mile.
All
right so you may not want to know ANY of these things or you
might
not believe them but I bet you want to know 365 new things by
this
time next year. A big loose leaf book and a slightly more
careful
study of
the newspapers and magazines and you will be
thanking me for years to come.