Wednesday, June 9, 2010
OK, yes, I'm 8 years old.....
Sister Rose and I visited a really fascinating museum today - La Musée Saint-Raymond- which houses artifacts of Roman Toulouse. It was splendid and perhaps I (or Rose) will write more about it, but among the intellectually fascinating things was one little tiny thing that I must share. There was a bust of a Roman general named: Quintus Fufius Calenus.
I can't say Quintus Fufius without giggling.
And it doesn't help that he was (according to Wiki) 'instumental in helping Publius Clodius after he profaned the Bona Dea.'
If you are a mature, deeply intellectual and non-giggling sort of person, and you want to know more about him, you can read about him in Wiki by clicking here.
Note: This is not a picture of the real Quintus Fufius, who died 2000 years ago. This is simply a model dressed in some vaguely Roman military outfit.
Hey - I just thought -does the name 'Quintius' mean there were 4 other Fufius's before him - Unius, Dueis, Tertius, Quartius?
(falls on floor laughing).
Posted by The Bride at 4:41 PM