“Blue”? “Blue”? Who’s Blue? My name’s Blue Mistress!
Yea, I know but . . .
Do you know that a person’s name are the most important words to them in the whole world?
Well, yes, I do. But you’re not a person, you’re a boat.
Same difference. It’s unlucky to change a boat’s name. Do you know about the ceremonies to do that?
OK. Let’s be real about this. I want to add another element to this blog – a conversation about boats, built around Folksongs.
I don’t want it to be a rant or a rave or me dictating what should or shouldn’t be – just a dialogue between me and whoever – in this case you, Blue. It gives me a chance to write in a different way and broaden the topics.
Sounds doubtful to me. Talking to a boat? They’ll think you’re nuts.
Maybe. But this blog is four years old. There’s plenty of stuff in it to say I may not be nuts. Anyway, it’s not an ‘official’ blog, it’s my blog.
So why can’t I still be Blue Mistress in this section?
Firstly, ‘Blue’ is short, easy and friendly. Secondly, the women in my family take your name literally – they think the time, energy and money I’ve put into you are similar to having a real mistress. I thought I’d try wild women and whisky for a year or two to show them how that works. I could get used to it – but only if they came sailing.
There was a move to rename you Blue Mist a couple of years ago to take the (st)ress out of you – (get it?).
But you need a positive reason to change a name. After all, once the change has been made, the new one is the important one. To be called Blue Mist “because-a-few-people-were-wary-of-Blue-Mistress” would have been all wrong. And look what it might have involved – here, here or here.
Ok. I’ll hold off – but only for four posts. It better be interesting.
We shall see.