Tuesday, October 23, 2007
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Posted by: lain // Category: Amazing Britches, Historic Preservation, Stuff I Find In the Attic // 1:14 pm
It’s been a slow day at the ole Wren’s Nest.
I have about 500 emails to sort through from this weekend, Amelia updated the Museum page, and one lady called asking for the phone number of “that Aquarium there in Atlanta.” Gosh, why wouldn’t I have that number at my fingertips?
In slightly more exciting news, the homeless guy refused to get off our porch this morning and Outdoorsman Matt briefly electrocuted himself. His ear, specifically.
Regarding the porch, it was Joel Chandler Harris’ favorite spot at the Wren’s Nest–
We definitely need a rug like that, and I definitely need some britches like that.
Kind of related, I scanned a few more miscellaneous items back in March, but must’ve forgotten to post them. Enjoy!
First, a note from Buckingham Palace–
Dear The Wren’s Nest…Love, Buckingham Palace.
Do people often send books to princesses? Was that once the done thing? I’d like to think that Princesses Margaret and Elizabeth demanded that someone fetch them a copy of Brer Rabbit directly from the source, and not some peasant bookshop, you buffoon.
The following invite, I believe, is from 1946.
Hey y’all–meet the Disneys! That’s how I would’ve written it, anyway.
Presumably, the next one is taken that very day, with Walt (left) and Julian LaRose Harris, the eldest son of Joel Chandler Harris, sharing a guffaw over the Uncle Remus Tales.
Song of the South was released this very weekend, and this may be the day that they had the press conference and tea at the Wren’s Nest. From last year’s AJC article:
“The city played the premiere up big. There was a parade down Peachtree and a luncheon at the Capital City Club and a tea at the Wren’s Nest, where a crowd of autograph-seekers got out of hand and knocked Disney to his knees.”
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So, uh, what did you do when the dude refused to leave?
Well, not really much you can do. He was like, “Dude, it’s raining pretty hard.” And I was like, “Well, it’s not like we’ll have too many visitors today anyway.”
He’s been with us, off and on, for a little while now. We’re in the process of a gradual eviction.