A couple of weeks back I was sitting in Hamer Hall, beaming from the good fortune that had transpired. I had scored a highly sought after ticket to see the quick witted, wine loving, Irish observationist. However, I am not here to give you a transcript of his show nor am I here to review the man himself, rather it was something he said, an analogy he used, which has left me pondering.
It is probably not the most appropriate dinner conversation topic but nevertheless, you can choose to tell it if you please.
In his one man show, Moran makes reference to the traditional English breakfast. He describes the infamous breakfast as a plate of fungus, artery clotting lard and a chicken’s period. Now, I’ve never thought of myself as disturbing but it did make me think, firstly about the dish and secondly about how true his analogies were, or were they? A chickens period? It’s a first for me to hear such a term but there it was, to me he had somehow gone into unspoken territory. A chicken’s period? I believe is in reference to the eggs that makes up the breakfast, right? Or am I wrong? You see I wouldn't be so hung up on this had it not been a friend telling me Mor-an was referring to the blood sausages the English ate. But that doesn't make sense does it? A chicken menstruating? Splat onto your plate? I am fixated by this concept as I need to know, am I so naive or simply not in touch with the world to not have thought of, apparently, the most obvious answer?
And so I seek your wisdom. What is your take, your interpretation? What the f*ck is he referring to when he says a chicken's period?
One thing's for sure, at least we agree that we are all ultimately tall children holding glasses. Dylan Moran, we salute you!