I used to think that the day would never come

Mid september. Open air cinema by the cathedral during the night of the living culture. It featured short films by unknown Canadian film makers. There were fairies and spaceships and people coming back to life in their graves. It was absolutely lovely, but the scene of the night triggered a dialectic dilemma within me. I just could not decide which narrative was more convincing.

At your pleasure

Matlexikonet är från 1961 och som Andreas noterade har det hänt en hel del med språket sen dess. Betydelsen av vissa uttryck ... förskjuts över tiden.