“The society which has abolished every kind of adventure makes its own abolition the only possible adventure.” Paris, May 1968

Monday, 17 November 2014

Bearing up under the strain.

About this time of year my mother would usually buy a copy of Old Moore's Almanack. I was amazed to find recently that this handy guide to astrological predictions for the year ahead is still being published by the same W Foulsham who produced it when I was kid. I remember that apart from the predictions of Royal Weddings, and other such disasters there were loads of adverts for sure-fire betting systems and a variety of lucky charms with "Joan The Wad" being a favourite if memory serves.
The news this morning is that David Cameron is warning of total financial meltdown, Islamic State have captured the Syrian town of Dabiq that in Islam is supposedly the location for Armageddon and there has been a pre-Christmas outbreak of bird flu on a duck farm in Yorkshire. Other than that it's all good.
Old Moore's Almanack might not be such a bad investment after all.

1 comment:

gitane said...

My Uncle George (a council gardener)based his horse/greyhound racing gambling predictions somehow on a well thumbed copy of Old Moore's. When he died in the early sixties we discovered he was worth a small fortune stashed in a post office savings account and owned shares worth tens of thousands. His saving account deposits were always made on a Monday, and he spent every Saturday afternoon in the bookies with his Old Moore's.