Hey there, time traveller!
This article was published 4/2/2020 (597 days ago), so information in it may no longer be current.
You know you’ve had an interesting night out when you wake up in the morning and suddenly remember that you brought a naked man home the previous evening.
Such was my predicament recently, and it has become quite a talking point. He wasn’t completely naked though, and he wasn’t real either.
No, it wasn’t a figment of my imagination, but rather a statue I won the previous evening in a silent auction. A replica of Michelangelo’s David — his modesty preserved by a bit of Scotch tape and a plastic maple leaf.
How Canadian is that ?
The Logberg-Heimskringla, a locally produced Icelandic newspaper and one of North America’s oldest publications held a fundraiser at the Scandinavian Centre on Erin St. The statue was one of the prizes.
What I do remember is that he’s heavy, and I had a few interesting comments carrying him down the street to the car at the end of the night.
It’s a good job I wasn’t riding the bus that night.
What to do with such a prize?
I imagined he’d look well in the back garden alongside the little gnomes we have out there. But it was cold and with the backyard covered in snow he’s ended up in the dining room.
I christened him "Wee Davy" and for a while he became quite festive. His fall attire and Halloween costume soon gave way for a Santa hat. A Christmas wreath made a nice accompaniment to his maple leaf. He replaced our Christmas tree this year when we started storing presents at his feet.
Come Valentine’s Day I have a nice red outfit for him. Then I have a big Guinness hat for him on St Patrick’s day.
Once the snow goes though, he could be out in the back garden with those gnomes. It may not be Italy but I’m sure he’ll get used to it.
Trevor Smith is a community correspondent for River Heights. You can contact him via email at firstname.lastname@example.org
River Heights community correspondent
Trevor Smith is a community correspondent for River Heights.