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Mark Forsyth, author of The Horologicon, The Sunday Times, October 2012.
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It is the amell, which is to say the hour between one and two o’clock, when all right-thinking creatures rush joyously from their labours to lunch. You hardly need a clock to know that this grand hour is at hand, as your own belly will chime with impatient borborygmi, the rumbling noises produced by an empty stomach.
HG Wells once wrote that: “…elephant hunters say they can tell the proximity of a herd by the borborygmic noises the poor brutes emit, and Glasfurd describes a tiger’s life as an alternation of uncomfortable hunger and uncomfortable repletion.”
Better, as the saying goes, to live one day as an uncomfortable tiger than a hundred years as a borborygmic elephant. Humans are famelicose (constantly hungry) creatures. And so to lunch!
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Mark Forsyth, author of The Horologicon, The Sunday Times, October 2012.
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Mark Forsyth, author of The Horologicon, The Sunday Times, October 2012.