Saturday 2 February 2008

A number of years

48 (forty-eight), being eight more than forty, is the natural number following 47 and preceding 49. It is one third of a gross or four dozens.

48 is (apparently) ‘a double factorial of 6, a highly composite number. Like all other multiples of 6, it is a semiperfect number. 48 is the second 17-gonal number.’

48 is the smallest number with exactly ten divisors.

48 is the atomic number of cadmium.

There are 48 Ptolemaic constellations.


The prophecies of 48 Jewish prophets and 7 prophetesses were recorded in the Tanakh for posterity.

According to the Mishnah, Torah wisdom is acquired via 48 ways.

Siddhartha Gautama, the founder of Buddhism, sat under a bo tree for 48 days attempting to figure life out. Buddhism was the result.

48 is twice the total number of major and minor keys in Western tonal music (twenty-four), not counting enharmonic equivalents.


Johann Sebastian Bach's Well-Tempered Clavier is known as The Forty-Eight because it consists of a prelude and a fugue in each major and minor key, for a total of 48 pieces.

There are 48 hours in two days!

48 is the code for international direct dial phone calls to Poland.

Arizona is the 48th state in the Union.

48 is the number of chromosomes apes have.

In the year 48 AD, after the execution of his wife Messalina, the Emperor Claudius received senatorial approval to marry his niece, Agrippina. In Britain, the Iceni revolted against the Roman governor, Publius Ostorius Scapula, but were defeated.


It’s very strange and peculiar. It doesn’t feel right at all. Bizarre, even. Perhaps it's just a dream.

I’m still wondering what I’m going to do with my life when I’m grown up . . .


12 comments:

Sam Charles Norton said...

Does all this mean 'Happy Birthday' is appropriate?

monix said...

Happy Birthday, you spring chicken, you!

Anonymous said...

I'm with Sam - it must mean 'Happy Birthday' wishes are in order. What a lovely part of life you've reached. I hope you enjoy it. Teresa

Juliet said...

Thanks everyone. Yes, 'fraid so. Was wrenched, finally, two weeks late and by increasingly draconian methods, unwillingly (by all accounts) into this world that many years ago today. Still feeling slightly bewildered by it all, to be honest!

Greg Dunn said...

Juliet, you poor thing, if only you hung on in there (as was clearly your intention)another three weeks,you could have enjoyed life as a true Muddy Islander Piscean.

Still, Aquarius is the next best thing, so Happy Birthday you. I managed to crawl into the world in another decade, but only by 11 months (I always loved that Police song 'Born in the Fifties'), so don't be down about it, there is much beauty in age.

Best
Greg

Juliet said...

Thanks Greg. But oh, poor YOU! That means [quick counting on fingers] that you'll be 49 . . . er . . . quite soon? [fingers/brain not quite up to precise calculations]. Full account of no doubt extensive celebrations on 'GICAD' in due course, please!

Oh! Not sure why this post has come up dated 2nd Feb - I definitely posted it this morning. Wot is goin' on? How odd.

Barb McMahon and Alan Mailloux said...

Happy Birthday Juliet!

I was born two weeks late, too. The hesitation was my mother's, though....

Juliet said...

Hi Barb - thank you. I've been sampling the yummy delights on your food site today.

Cathy said...

All those 48s look like a typophile's challenge to me: how many faces can one identify? Without cheating, of course. Happy birthday!

60GoingOn16 said...

OK Juliet, I'm back in Blogland after swanning around India and just catching up on my favourite blogs. If it's not too late, I hope your birthday was full of good things. Have a wonderful year.

Juliet said...

Cathy - Thanks. I can't remember what they all are now - not even by cheating! Love the Chinese dragons on Teacher Features - and thanks also for the link to Peter Callesen - amazing stuff!

D - welcome back to Blogland and to England, too. Birthday was very low key indeed, which was only fitting, considering how I felt about being undeniably 'late'-40s. (At 47 one can still just about kid oneself one is merely 'mid'!)

Anonymous said...

Belated Happy Birthday Juliet - you're exactly six months (to the day) behind me in life's muddy steeplechase....