There used to be regular armadillos on this blog.
Some of you might remember the armadillo of the week, of the day even.
Some of you will remember
King dillo and Betty dillo. [How could I have forgotten about Hippyrockdilloflower?]
There were cute dillos, funky dillos, scarey dillos, pie-plate dillos, birthday dillos, anaemic dillos.....
Dillos becomes a very strange word if you type/say it too often.
No, thats dillos not dildos.
I was just reminded of all the dillos, staring vacantly at my flickr-badge. (me staring vacantly, not the dillos)
(though some of them do)
For those of you who don't remember that far back - and I certainly wish I didn't - this blog began with lettuce-eating. Yes - as a cure for insomnia. I blogged whilst eating lettuce and bananas in the middle of the night.
Once I was through the insomnia, posting pictures of our numerous armadillos seemed somehow like a good idea.
Remember, I had been sleep-deprived.
I think most of our considerable collection appeared on this blog at some stage or another.
But not the Ur-Dillo.
The father of them all.
Our collection began with this armadillo, who was - is - named eccremocarpus and who lived with us in Durham (in the far, chilly North-East of England) in our post-graduate-student days.
He was a wedding present.
Believe it if you can.
A strange friend of M's, who had significantly more money than us (not hard at that time) had been tantalizing M with rum
ours of a wedding-gift-computer. Yes, its true - at one time we lived without a computer. In the week before our wedding we were on a train with him, and he suddenly said "Here - your wedding present" and threw the Ur-dillo onto M's lap.
Despite M's bitter disappointment at the non-appearance of the computer - which was never mentioned again - Eccremocarpus became a member of the family in a nerdy studenty sort of way - and that is it.
The origin of the armadillos.
