Leaning over the fence (our back gardens being conterminous) my neighbour buttonholed me to say that the rosebuds I was just then swiftly gathering were malformed pseudomorphic sports; to which I carelessly replied "carpe diem, old chum", knowing that I was to be shot at dawn.
Satan's devotion to the spread of pseudology is clearly not factitious, for it is ever his praxis to ramify untruth throughout the world.
Barney Blenkinsop gave the Headmaster cogent reasons for declining the offer of a pedagogical career in the Physics Department: namely that at interview the panel had failed to challenge several suspect entries in his curriculum vitae - including his own (but pseudonymous) stated name of Isaac Newton, and his listing as referees several upstanding burgesses poste restante Ruritania.
At first blush you might deem it an utterly trivial pursuit, the quintessence of nugacity indeed; but I tell you, there's nothing quite like burling your own fags and puffing on some Auld Kendal.
As strictly required by the terms of his employ, the aumildar remained coldly imperturbable when (on calling to collect from her the year's first weekly payment) Mrs Miggins merely simpered and declared that of course she would pay next time, urging him for now to take a slice of her Twelfth Cake - which impertinent, utterly nugacious offering he efficiently declined.
That morning Gordon 'Simples' MacGordon was not in a couthie mood, indeed he was habitually curmudgeonly, dourly pressing out yet another eccentric swaged nipple while bemoaning the sheer nugacity of his occupation; for he had learnt that not only had demand for steel pipe products collapsed, but that lungwort - which the doctrine of signatures assured him was the remedy for his advanced pulmonary disease - was yet again unavailable in the staff canteen.
Charlie's pneumonic capacity as the orchestra's tuba player was legendary, originating from the evening when, during a furiously fortississimo cadenza in the bruitist post-Futurist concerto specially written for him, his visage became violescent with supreme effort and the cacophony so great that the plaster festoons and swags adorning the auditorium walls were dislodged and sent crashing to the floor.
It would be altogether odious were I to advert even en passant to the heliacal rise and fall of Voluble Victor, that sunny star of hedge fund fame and fortune who has turned into a morose Silent Sam since joining the lowly ranks of the nouveaux pauvres.
If I may allow myself a brief nudiustertian reverie, a fond harking back of some forty-eight hours to the very inception of my exhaustive set of New Year Resolutions, I there and then unhesitatingly determined that - in the interest of sustaining an unwavering procrastination - the initiation of all such imminent and possibly injurious pledges should be prefaced by the following forestalling anacrusic exordium, to be rehearsed ad libitum as a species of unconstrained 'vamp till ready': "If I may allow myself a brief nudiustertian reverie, a harking back of some forty-eight hours [etc., etc.] . . .".
Long, lamp-lit reveries poring over my rare coin collection, unfortunately attributed by former drinking buddies to the mania of a miser, are in truth exclusively numismatic, my increasing fervour causing me even to absent myself from the festive compotation and convivially happy hangover of last New Year's Eve, thanks to the joyous acquisition of a superb sterling silver 1854 florin.
Standing here - peckled o'er with senescent maculation - before such an august assembly of peers, I am loath to promulgate my cause, fearing your timeous rebuff that in further venting my halitosis I shall be rebuked for contumacious anthropogenic pollution - unless, perchance, having already investigated the cumshaw bag of goodies found beneath your seats, you can find it in your hearts once again to sanction my tendentious prolixity.
"You would have thought that - with all the lifts nobbled for the day by the union - after I'd lugged his bags up thirty-five flights of the Shard this geezer would have slipped me a fat cumshaw, but no, he just keeps waffling on vacuously about the soaring fastigiate elegance of the building - I ask you!"
Since rickshaws queuing for trade were unusually plentiful in Dublin on that balmy summer evening I selected my driver with some care, avoiding the first two brawny bruisers engaged in a recreational bare-knuckle donnybrook in favour of the antepenultimate, diminutive, ill-nourished specimen, a creature who seemed so grateful for the custom that, instead of pocketing the customary gratuity at journey's end, he returned my offering as an appreciative cumshaw.
Since yesterday, I have restricted all constitutionals to the purlieu of my locked study, having surfeited on the stridulous hectoring of uncle Mortimer, whose insistence on a neo-constructivist mise-en-scène for our annual 'Babes in the Wood' charade was just so much pretentious hooey.
Had I not been discovered still abed, prostrated by a quite debilitating lassitude after a night's vigorous intimacy, I might have evinced a rather more credible avidity in endorsing my wife's loudly rebarbative injunction to abjure fornication.
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