So it turns out that Brian Sewell (who according to the Daily Mail is "posher than the Queen") is not as one might think a sexless neutered artwerk who lives entirely in the realm of the cerebral. In fact he claims to have shagged more than 1000 different partners in a quinquennium. He's the king of the casual pick-up. Who knew?
I also learned a new word from this article. Quinquennium. Words like this are the stock in trade for Mr Sewell, who I am sure bewildered his bus-drivers and engineers and hod-carriers with such pretentious and abstruse vocabulary before inviting them up to see his etchings.
Quinuquennium isn't a new word, it was just new to me, but I could guess its meaning due to my useless, pointless languages degree. I also came across two new and easily-guessable words this week. Oh how I love new words! And I particularly love these two.
They're two of the one-day courses we offer at the college where I'm a governor. And before you get excited, they're sold out until Easter. We already had a thriving beauty treatment curriculum, and a great line in henna hand-painting for weddings, so we've jumped on the latest bandwagon to offer sessions where one can learn how to vajazzle and twattoo. Popular for honeymoons, holidays, parties (....?) and first dates. This makes dating sound quite scary these days, if that amount of effort is required to get ready.
I looked up these terms on the internet to see if there was a suitable picture for the blogpost. Trust me, there wasn't. Imagine a plucked turkey with some biro drawing on it, and a few stick-on sparkles. It's not very nice - you'll only upset yourself.
However, if you'd like to join a waiting list for one of the courses, let me know and I'll book you on...
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