At breakfast this morning, I stood up with mug in hand and burst into song addressing my wife: "You're the cream in my coffee", the song Lucia Joyce used to sing to Samuel Beckett which I translated into Arabic, and with an Arabic ad lib, the lyric developed into a full-bodied serenade to the accompaniment of my son Ali's tapping on the table. The stanza of my lyric in Arabic sang like this:
Intil-haleeb ibqahwiti (You're the cream in my coffee)
Intil-habeeb ibmuhjiti (You're the darling in my heart)
This situation was multi-sided, as it reminds of Buck Mulligan standing up with a shaving bowl and bursting into song at the very opening of JJ's "Ulysses"
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