|
Een late night (6 u 53) e-mail aan een tamelijk lang vergeten kennis, waarin geheel en al duidelijk wordt wat er nu precies aan de hand is of was en bovendien strekt ter bevordering van de algemene ontwikkeling in het algemeen en de historische kennis in het bijzonder, wat niet in de laatste plaats opgevat dient te worden als een indirecte verontschuldiging voor het feit dat ik vandaag vergeten ben de maandagse pubquiz in het Tilburgse af te bellen. Misschien moet ik de mail maar even ceeceeën naar het betreffende etablissement, waar de voertaal toevallig ook Engels is.
Hey Julie, how are you doing, I'd say not as bad as I am considering e-mails and staying in touch and stuff, and there is no excuse for it, for it's the way things seem to have to go with me, you know, outta sight outta mind, which may sound a bit cruel but isn't meant that way because it's rather late and I've got a nice collection of drugs flowing through my veins partly due to the fact that it's been 432 years since Leiden got 'ontzet', meaning that my home town was at some time long ago almost occupied by the Spanish untill the 'Geuzen' showed up, real bad-ass fellows who, although amazingly outnumbered, told those motherfucking Spaniards to beat it real quick, which actually happened too, after which not only Prince Probably Charming Of Orange - an ancestor to one of your kings too - granted the city of Leiden this university at which I graduated last year, but also have ever been some nice drinking bouts going on to celebrate this fact, of which, I am sure, a vast majority of inhabitants is not even aware, which doesn't, however, diminish the fun in the slightest way. Well allright. I'll make another attempt in the morning, which will in fact be the afternoon, but morning is the time you rise from, or should I say arise from the burning ashes of, your bed. Good morning and enjoy your coffee :)
 |
