In my lifetime there have been 9 leap days and I have never once questioned what it meant. I did a bit of research this-morning when I awoke at an ungodly hour, only to discover that it actually doesn’t mean anything at all. Really. I read all sorts and apparently it all has to do with the Gregorian calendar, adding an extra day every four years to compensate for the fact that a period of 365 days is shorter than a solar year by almost 6 hours.
Whatever.
Oh, and women can propose to men today.
Yawn.
What does interest me though is the rather romantic idea that as today isn’t meant to exist, we could do something special with our day. I didn’t consider this until 5.30am this morning so had not planned anything significant. I was contracted to be in an office in London. Whilst at my desk I decided to mix things up a bit and do something after work which I have not done in a long long time. Go to an art exhibition. Something I love to do and used to do often.
The Hayward Gallery was local to me so I opted to go and see an exhibition by David Shrigley (hence the image above). Described as a British artist best known for his humorous drawings that make witty and dry observations on everyday life. Art and humour in one. Perfect. Except that when I arrived I was denied access because it was a private viewing. Should have blagged it. Didn’t they realise that today didn’t exist and so being there was special for me!?!?
I ended up crashing a dinner with some girlfriends. It was a good laugh and while the Shrigley exhibition was advertised to be ‘simultaneously offering insightful commentary on the absurdities of human relationships’ I do believe that the girls were far more insightful – after several glasses of wine – than a few pictures. Sorry Shrigley.
One of the girls suggested that sometimes it might be more daring and mighty of me not to blog today. After all, I did only commit to 365 days. Not 366. I agreed. She suggested that tonight, amongst friends, all that needed to be said was said. That I need not say anymore. Again, I agreed. But, I can’t help myself. And, here I am again…..
Hope you enjoyed your leap year day. Hope it was special for you, in your own unique way. If you proposed marriage, may the force be with you.
Big love. x
