Thoughts on Call the Midwife and Spellings.

I was going to tell you a story from Easters’ past, but then I forgot how it ended, (meaning it can’t have been that great of a story), so I have absolutely no idea what I will be talking about. So, like Claire’s done before, I’m just going to write the first thing I can think of for the next ten minutes. Okay? Okay.

Why is minutes such a difficult word to spell? I normally end up writing minitues, like a little baby tuesday – or some other nonsense that gets corrected to miniseries. A miniseries is mini because it has less minutes, at least partially, as it has less episodes. I think it’s 5 episodes that a miniseries can’t have more than. So, things like Sherlock are miniseri (serieses just looks wrong), whereas something like Call the Midwife or Rev. isn’t, even though they only have 6 episodes a series. I think that’s how it works. Speaking of Call the Midwife, I’ve just finished the book. All 3 of them, actually, in an omnibus. It was good, but the further through it got, the less like the TV series it became. I suppose most people read the books first; because they were written first, but I don’t know. 

One of the things I really like about Call the Midwife is that it reminds me of where I grew up. Not in London, but in the city I live in now. Seeing as it’s set before (although not much before) my parents were born, this may seem strange. I think part of it is all the people, with all the children. At school I know a couple of people who are one of 5, but the vast majority of people only have one sibling, and quite a few are only children. I’m one of four, and I can’t imagine not having multiple siblings who are constantly pulling you one way or another. Where I grew up, everyone had heaps of siblings (although they were mainly step-siblings, or half-siblings) and phrases like “No, my other sister” didn’t seem out of place at all. Another factor is probably the nuns. Where I went to primary school, we had nuns. Only about 5 or 6 of them, and they were more a part of the church than the school, but they were still there. My sister was saying the other day that she found it really weird having a St. Patrick’s day without nuns and irish dancing, but I assure you, that is a minority catholic school thing, not a british norm. Now, all I can think of is spelling tests. Look, cover, write, check. Look, cover, write, check …

– Vicki

P.S: I was probably meant to tell you, our probably limited number of readers, this earlier, but Claire is on medical leave of indeterminate length. She’ll be back and some point when she’s feels fit, and we wish her all the best until then 🙂

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