1 april 06

Happy April Fool's Day one and all. Calling all fools, which is us, you and I, we and them. Speaking of fools and goofballs this day marks the beginning of International Storyteller Day throughout the world. Where they speak in tongues. Where they mix and match plots, fables, imagination, morals, fables with mundane heroic deeds extolling human foibles and wayward ways.

Such as it is on Fool's Day. You may remember the tale of the fool in the King's court. He or she was the only one allowed to speak the truth. Ye old monarch had to trust someone. There was much intrigue and suspicion amongst the rabble, the teeming masses looking for guidance and wisdom.

Now then, there were always advisers aplenty in the land of nod or Tir An Oige, the mythical, magical land of youth as the Irish say. We are well aware of the gift of the gab having inherited the silver tongue, as my dear friend Tom in the Valley of the Sun affectionately calls it. What is it exactly, O Fool of the Tongue? Where doest thou speak with such glib affection?

May your Day of the Story and Fool bring you much good fortune & joy with the delicious sound of a clattering coin in your begging bowl. We ain't fooling.