tiger club

NB: this was written well before the Covid 19 outbreak, and the emergence of any similarly titled and bizarrely popular Netflix series!

When I started writing this blog, I was quickly quite certain what I wanted to call it.

But looking back at some old notes on my phone the other day, I came across a list of names I tried out and (obviously) discarded.  I now wonder what this blog would have been like were it called:

Lizard in the Bidet

Death Becomes Me

Tiger Club

Sheep Shearing for Beginners

Sex and Violence

Full Frontal Nudity

Most of the above are direct snippets from Monty Python’s Flying Circus and some would have undoubtedly resulted in more “hits” on my blog!!

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Anyway, thinking about things now, I really like (prefer even maybe) Tiger Club.  I have no idea why, but it just appeals to the obtuse part of my brain.

Whatever, I knew from the off that I couldn’t call it something dull, everyday or mundane.  Though again I probably would have got more page hits if I had.

And “During the Meanwhilst” really resonated with how I was feeling and still do.  My “meanwhilst” is my escape; my time away from being ill and frightened and vulnerable.

What do you think?  Did I call it right?  What would you have called it faced with my shortlist?