Today’s rarely used words are :-
Cockalorum (n) a little man who incorrectly has a very high opinion of himself.
Cynosure (n) a thing or person that’s the centre of attention or admiration.
Concinnity (v) the skilful and harmonious arrangement or fitting together of different parts of something.
John’s a bit of a cockalorum so it was no surprise that he wanted to show off his posh new apartment. I reluctantly accepted his invitation and joined him for supper.
He’d spent the last few days assembling furniture and the result was – how shall I say? – interesting! The cynosure of the living room was a somewhat wonky-looking table!
‘You like it?’ asked John. ‘Ten components, one allen key, twenty-two bolts, four wooden pins, one hour thirty-seven minutes’.
He noticed I was looking at his bookshelf. It was a bit crooked; how on earth the books didn’t slide off I can’t imagine!
‘Four metal poles, three shelves four rubber feet, sixteen bolts, an allen key, fifty-seven minutes’ he proudly stated.
I plonked myself down on a dining chair which suddenly jerked sideways a couple of inches.
‘Ah, yes. Six parts, five bolts, fourteen minutes. It should have been seven parts, six bolts, eighteen minutes but some bits were missing’.
John made himself busy in the kitchen while I admired the concinnity of the furniture if not the concinnity of it’s construction!
He returned with two plates of steaming food and placed them on the table. I just about managed to stop mine from slithering into my lap!
‘This looks delicious ‘ I said trying to sound convincing.
‘Four ingredients, six spices, two herbs, three saucepans, twelve minutes’ said he. I have to admit, it was quite tasty!
Soon, it was time for me to go.
‘Five miles, one train, two streets, one front door, one yale key, sixty-five minutes’ I said as I bid him farewell.
Tomorrow’s forgotten words
Desuetude, Defenestrate and Declivitous