Crusoe and Baby Friday…

Daniel Defoe, Author, Journalist, Spy and Full time Dad...

A friend of mine recently read my blog and reported back that it had a “Robinson Crusoe” feel to it. I quite liked this, the analogy of leaving a full time job to look after a baby, and being stranded on a desert island with a non English speaking local inhabitant. I shall now refer to Ernest as Baby Friday My laptop, internet connection and Sky news being the remnants of the ship of my previous life that I have used to build a new one. All sounds a bit deep and morose I know but it’s not, unlike Robinson Crusoe, I see my current situation as being stranded on a Carribean island rather than a deserted one. There may be some tropical storms to weather, but there’s always a cocktail or two handy to help ease any trouble’s that may have arisen (no swim up bar though!) I most definitely do not cut a solitary figure struggling to survive alone, carving notches in tree trunks in order to maintain a sense of time. Quite the opposite, the assistance provided by to me by Ernest’s, sorry, Baby Friday’s  grandparents alone would equate to a full scale royal naval rescue mission complete with special forces on a weekly basis (at least!?!)  As discussed in my post Mind your language there is definitely a communication link between myself and Baby Friday, and Crusoe and Man Friday. I tap my chest and say Daddy, then prod Baby Friday in his chest in way that would usually start a fight and say Ernest. You then wait for the response, you wait for him to say Daddy or Ernest, but he just dribbles a bites the nearest object. All very similar to what Daniel Defoe was thinking when he wrote Crusoe I’m sure? (I wonder if he was a full time Dad as well?) Crusoe also had to deal with cannibals and mutineers. I am trying find an analogy here but I had better be careful, Crusoe did not have to worry about offending anyone other than a few seagulls!?!

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