well well well.
while there has been a thinner crop of odd searches – perves on holiday somewhere away from their computers, perhaps, while the industrial cleaners try gamely to ungum their gooey keyboards – i had one that was as baffling as usual, to wit:
mint julip cups first communion
and i really couldn’t think how that search might lead a loon to our own little house on the prairie; so the detective in me reasoned: if they typed that in and got here, then so can i.
so i did. and i didn’t. (‘type it in’ and ‘get here’ respectively).
it had some reasonably interesting hits including (perhaps predictably) one to a site imaginatively titled ‘haves*xanywhere’ (not sure if substituting a character does anything but i’ve seen clever people do it, so sure there must be a point) and text on another quoted as: ‘The many Orifices of these Vessels are called Cups, the menstruous blood runs … with a spoonful or two of Cinnamon water, make a Julip to drink at thrice. …’ (now that sounds a good read if a tad too virginia-woolf-meets-aleister-crowley for my liking)
so no idea what all that’s about.