The longest day

Today is supposedly the summer solstice, the longest day of the year, but I can say as I noticed. It was mostly an unexciting day, despite its being my first back at work since last Thursday. I’m feeling a whole lot better, though I can’t quite shake this cough.

Today’s Forgotten English is “puthering,” meaning “pouring with rain,” but it was bright and sunny all day long, so it’s not exactly appropriate. Last Friday’s calendar page, however, offered “inexpressibles” as “a euphemism for trousers,” and I think I’m going to try using that more often in conversation. I think more perfectly innocent words like trousers should have euphemisms that make them sound naughty.

I am a little sad that tomorrow will have just a smidgen less daylight in it, but them’s the breaks.