Every job….

Every job has the perfect tool.

Which is why some jobs simply don’t get done in our house.

We have a comedian over here called Michael Macintyre, who talks about the Man Drawer in every house.

Every man, he says, has this drawer which belongs to him and him alone. Ours is in the kitchen.

It holds screwdrivers, large and small, some which have come out of a Christmas cracker, and some which belonged to my father in law and have a trusty, rusty and oversized look about them.

It holds barbecue equipment, a thermometer, spanners, stanley knives, some unsettlingly intestinal string, superglue and skewers.

Ever the multi tasker, Phil also has some tupperware-esque frozen lollipop makers and a very big wooden knitting needle.

I’m skimming the surface here.

The biggest screwdriver came in extremely handy a couple of years ago, when Phil locked himself and the children into the top floor of our house.

The people previously living in our illustrious mansion were a bit security sensitive, and every door in the house seemed to have a self-closing lock.

Once, back in the mists of time, there were keys, but they had long ago excused themselves, and gone on key vacation.

It was bedtime, and Phil was reading a story to the kids when he heard an ominous slam.

I was vaccuming downstairs, and switched the hoover off to hear faint but unmistakeable bawling coming from above.

He was locked in, he told me in a tetchy conference through a closed door. I needed to find something to force the lock.

Now, I am the princess of impracticality. Only the other week our school caretaker shook his head in incomprehension, after I ran down the battery on my car and then didn’t know how to open the bonnet.

Force the lock? I needed my iphone translation programme immediately. Or a Babel Fish.

Phil began to realise that the key to attaining a miracle, and getting himself out with some form of help from me, was to get me to find The Perfect Tool.

Once it had been secured, we must transport it from me, in the garden on the ground floor, to him, marooned on the top floor of our very tall house, through a velux attic window.

Simple.

We hit almost immediately on The Big Screwdriver as the tool of choice. I went to the Man Drawer, and there it lay, waiting for its big moment. I took a deep breath and picked it up.

The next challenge was the garden-to-attic-window stage. In a post-modernist parody of Romeo and Juliet, Phil egged me on from the highest aperture in the house.

He lowered a weighted stretch of Granny Norma’s famous bright red wool into the garden. I seem to remember a toy car did the trick, holding the wool down as it dangled towards me in the growing gloom.

I obediently tied the screwdriver onto it and it rose into the air, mounting the odd loud, cracking assault on a patio window here, a pane looking out from the bedroom there, until it completed its ascent.

It took less than a minute for the thug in Phil to manhandle his way out. The right tool was needed to do it, though. And while I know a screwdriver is strictly a tool for driving in screws, this plug-ugly pointed stick did the trick nicely.

Practical, I am not. But writers still have tools too.

I have a battered old pocket Oxford dictionary, long out of date. I found it in an Oxfam shop for £1.99, and it is the fifth edition published in 1967. I love it because it is hardback, and because it has the fusty air of an Eton schoolmaster: and finally, because of the sound the pages make when they fall open. A sort of ‘flupp’.

The Free Online Dictionary defines ‘tool’ baldly(although not as baldly as the Urban dictionary). A tool is…. ” something regarded as necessary to the carrying out of one’s occupation or profession.”

I love the tweedy version of yesteryear, from my old Oxford. It says a tool is something designed to help or enable the hand to use force.

It talks about dressing stone with chisels, and impressing designs on leather and book covers with skivers and bevelers. This is a craftsman’s world, where each device helps to add impact in its specialised way.

The tools writers use are designed to have impact too. Like other craftsmen, they have their favourite implements with which to do so.

One of my favourite tools is allegory: a narrative describing one subject- under the guise of another.

Something disguised as something else.

So John Bunyan’s seventeenth century Christian is really just everyman, and his journey to the celestial city is the path to heaven.

And George Orwell’s Animal Farm is in fact Stalinist Russia, with all its flaws.

My favourite allegory of all time is a little known land called the land of Bism. You may have come across it: it is tucked away in CS Lewis’s Chronicles of Narnia, in The Silver Chair.

A prince has been imprisoned under a spell in an underground kingdom, manned by small, pale drones and ruled by a glittering emerald Queen.

The enchantment is broken, the queen deposed, and the kingdom, built in tunnels underground, begins to crumble.

Great fiery chasms open up in the floor. And to the amazement of the prince and his rescuers, the little drones begin to cheer and jump in.

It appears that they are natives of a land beneath the mines, a blazing kingdom of fire. In this world, diamonds are living. They are not dead things mined from the earth’s crust. Instead they grow on trees, vibrant and alive.

This allegory can be read a little differently for each reader- that is its joy.

But I try not to settle for dead diamonds any more.

15 thoughts on “Every job….

  1. Hi Kate – top blogging as always! Particularly enjoyed the scene with Phil lowering down the red wool so that the screwdriver could be sent up to the top of the house. Given that you’d been telling us about the Brothers Grimm a little while back, it reminded me a bit more of Rapunzel than of Romeo and Juliet!
    Re CS Lewis, I have to confess that I have never read any of his books. Shame on me, I know, but it’s one of those things that is still on the “must do one day” list. My Mum keeps telling me that I would enjoy some of his non Narnia stuff (Screwtape Letters, Surprised by Joy etc) as well.
    On the topic of allegory and Narnia, did you see the BBC documentary “The Narnia Code” last year (no doubt given the name to attract as many viewers as possible in the Dan Brown dominated world in which we live)? Turns out that Lewis was interested in medieval cosmology, in which seven planets were recognised (Sun, Moon, Jupiter, Mars, Mercury, Venus and Saturn) and infused each of the seven Narnia books with symbols related to one of the planets. For example, Prince Caspian is full of Mars references – Mars is the God of war, and the book is all about a civil war, and so on. Fascinating use of allegory, even for someone who hasn’t read the books!

    1. I did catch it, and your comment reminds me I could watch it all over again. What an amazing find that was… there is no end to the richness of CS Lewis’s stuff. Every time I read anything of his I see something new. What a guy…

      Thanks for your comment. Always lovely to hear from you. I do stop by your site religiously every day or so….loved those posts running up to holiday….but I know things are busy right now. Thinking of you all. Maybe see you at half term….our usual coastal venue?

  2. Kate, you have made me want to reread CS Lewis. I’ll have to search my bookshelves and dust off the books first. About six years ago I did a presentation on using symbolism in stories, I wish I had realised then that Lewis had used it in those seven books. Time would have dictated that I used only one book, and make reference to the symbolism in the others.

    As for dictionaries – I have a couple so large I have to rest them on the desk before I can go through them, yet the one that gets most use is – drum roll, please – my old coming-apart Oxford with pages falling out, though none have been lost. It may not have the recent slang now included in the English language, but it works for me every time 🙂

    1. Hurrah, another Old Dictionary Addict!
      If its any consolation, I think Planet Narnia only came out in December 2008, showcasing Dr Michael Ward’s ideas. Of course it was like Magic Eye: we couldn’t believe we had been staring at it all these years and never clicked. Amazing man, Lewis.

  3. What a feast, I enjoy how you discipline your rambling mind into these posts; from the hilarious screwdriver incident through to that beloved dictionary and onto allegories … a very lovely post.
    Have a great week, Kate.

    1. Thanks Cindy…this one took quite a lot of disciplining, too….
      Work today. Curses.
      You have a great week too…..wonder if that tome you’ve been working on is finished yet.

  4. Great post, thanks Kate! And all the while I thought I was the only Princess of Impracticality – a continuous source of amuzement to Dave, my personal McGyver 🙂 You have an amazing mind, altogether impossible to predict 😀

    Hope your work doesn’t keep you from posting!

    1. Thanks Naomi….Once again you come to my rescue and assure me there are two such princesses!
      Posting is altogether addictive, isn’t it? I’m not sure I could live without, not only my blog, but the ones I visit every day. They broaden horizons in a way nothing has been able to for years. Thanks again for yours, which is really quite sumptuous and always gives me so much to think about.

  5. The most brilliant allegory of the whole Narnia series is the different timescales employed between Earth and Narnia. By this means he can equate the time in narnia from creation to the end of the world, to the time between Digory in “the Magicians Nephew”, and the death of his grandchildren in a train crash, in “the .last Battle”.
    In Narnia, Lucy and her siblings have the time to grow up and become Kings and Queens, whereas they are children in the whole series of Narnia.
    Lewis thus has time to explore, through the Narnia allegory, the whole of the Christian story of Creation, Sin, Salvation and the end of the world. e.g. for Aslan, read Christ.
    Driven to lying on my back with acute spinal pain, I once had the time to read the lot in one go.

    Love Dad

    1. I always find reading the Chronicles end to end is a bit like opening up a really sumptuous dressing up box. Only you’re trying on ideas. Thanks Dad, the time is one of the great bits of CS Lewis’s amazing construct.

  6. Perhaps I should have said that in Narnia , Lucy and her siblings have the time to grow up and become Kings and Queens, whereas they remain earth children throughout the whole series. Dad

  7. Tolkien did the same in his writing re the Christian story. It’s a storyline we never tire of reading, so why not.

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