Omar's Diary to 13th July, 2019

It was the highly controversial servant known as Enoch Powell, who was a Member of Parliament, who is understood to have coined the phrase:

"All political careers end in failure."

Despite the selection procedure for the new servant for Larry the Downing Street feline rumbling towards a seemingly foregone conclusion, it appears that both contenders for this esteemed position are actually starting their careers in abject failure.

When either of them have been interviewed, both of them have failed to answered the most binary of questions with answers such as "Yes" or "No." What is worse is that the servants who conduct these interviews have failed to ask the most important questions about how they will look after Larry when they move into his residence at 10 Downing Street. Who will take him for medical treatment? Providing he will still have access to it with all the chatter about healthcare becoming more expensive. Who will make sure he is fed the correct food? Are there plans in place to stockpile his favorites in advance of Britain’s departure from the EU affecting the supply chain?

'It’s good food and not fine words that keep me alive."

J B Poquelin Moliere (1622 – 1673)

Sadly, neither of the two contenders can even offer fine words.

Who will ensure he is kept warm and snug during the months of winter? And, reaching down to the level of his scatological needs; who will be cleaning his litter tray? Or, will they have too much of their own political scatological waste too clean up?

Larry, if you read this, you are still welcome here at Omar Towers and we have started to stockpile Dreamies, Sheba, Gourmet and some unbranded supplies just in case there are shortages after 31st October when Britain is scheduled to leave the EU.

At least this week we have not had any visits from "trade" tramping around the residence with tape measures and clipboards. It has just been far too hot to deal with that type of intrusion here.

On Friday, Man Servant returned home in the "red thing" with the roof down. It is so parvenu, but worse was to come. Lady and Man Servant wanted to do a photoshoot of me sitting on the back seat. I was placed there but managed to escape quicker than a British Ambassador to Washington can lose his posting. No amount of Dreamies will tempt me back into that thing. Not even enough to be able to have some wagers at the next race meeting at Newmarket.

I overheard my Servants discussing a new travel pod with the logo "Royal Automobile Club" embossed on it. At last, I thought, something decent for me to travel in with "Royal" associations as befits my bloodlines. Well, when they returned to Omar Towers, they did have a new travel pod, and it was emblazoned with the logo "RAC." However, it was hardly large enough to carry my selection of essential vade mecum* let alone my ample but nonetheless well-tuned body. No, it had to be for Mitzi. I am currently spending a lot of time in the garage where it is stored, trying my hardest to remove any references to "royal" so Mitzi does not get ideas above her station.

This evening, Saturday, Lady Servant is enjoying her books and magazines while Man Servant and I peruse The Economist.

On one of the back pages is a most interesting article about how by measuring the quantity of lead in core samples taken from the arctic glaciers, it is possible for servants to determine the patterns of economic activity from the era of Pax Romana through to as recently as 2013. Obviously, servants did not use cars 2000 years ago. Especially cars like the "red thing" to create these traces of lead. These traces, the article claims, came from the amount of smelting of silver that took place to meet the economic needs of having a currency. As early as the 1530s in the small Czech town of Jachymov, a silver coin named the "thaler" was being minted. This was used as a common currency across Europe. So, the 20th and 21st-century concept of a pan European currency in the form of a Euro is not a new one. Interestingly, the thaler is the origins of the word "dollar," which is now used in America, Canada and several other countries.

I wonder how many Dreamies or sachets of Sheba a thaler would purchase?

*Vade mecum - something carried on one's self to be referred or used constantly.

Your link to The Economist

https://www.economist.com/

The thaler currency

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thaler