Thursday, 11 June 2015

Seventh Day

Here he is ... at the beginning of his seventh day as the Rector's Dog ... and a contented wee mutt he is.
Give him food,

let him doze and then organize a few long walks in the parks
and he's as happy as Larry!

And that made me Google the origin of the phrase and this is what the "Phrase Finder" posts:

Larry - certainly the best known character in the world of similes. The expression he instigated is most likely to be of Australian or New Zealand origin. The earliest printed reference currently known is from the New Zealand writer G. L. Meredith, dating from around 1875:
"We would be as happy as Larry if it were not for the rats".
Almost all the other early citations are from Australia or New Zealand; for example, this from Tom Collins (the pen name of the popular Australian writer Joseph Furphy), in Barrier Truth, 1903:
"Now that the adventure was drawing to an end, I found a peace of mind that all the old fogies on the river couldn't disturb. I was as happy as Larry."
larry foleyBut who was Larry? There are two commonly espoused contenders. One is the Australian boxer Larry Foley (1847 - 1917). Foley was a successful pugilist who never lost a fight. He retired at 32 and collected a purse of £1,000 for his final fight. So, we can expect that he was known to be happy with his lot in the 1870s - just when the phrase is first cited.
The alternative explanation is that it relates to the Cornish and later Australian/New Zealand slang term 'larrikin', meaning a rough type or hooligan, that is, one predisposed to larking about. 'Larrikin' would have been a term that Meredith would have known - the earliest printed reference is also from New Zealand and around the time of the first citation, in H. W. Harper's Letters from New Zealand, 1868:
"We are beset with larrikins, who lurk about in the darkness and deliver every sort of attack on the walls and roof with stones and sticks."
Meanwhile ... I know you're waiting to see the picture of the rose today ...
Sunshine in Belfast ... beautiful day ...


Penelopepiscopal said...

Elizabeth, I was sorry to hear that Eliot died. I wondered if you had stopped blogging. But here you are again and with a new doggie. May you and Dougal have many happy years together. Blessings,

Rev Elizabeth said...

Thank you! Yes ... I got lazy and distracted ... Dougal will help me to focus again.