Being a hot day I decided to stay indoors until it cools off. Turned on TV, film "Ben Hur", opening scene, the three Magi present gifts to the Christchild. And of course I expected Eric Idle as Mary, screaming "A bomb ! We don't want a Bomb !"
Watched a serious film on Elizabeth the First last month, found myself waiting for Nursie and Lord Melchit to apear.
In Paris in the Place Concorde, visions of Citizen Camembert and Citzen Bidet waiting to arrest me.
A lifetime of laughing at British TV comedy has ruined my appreciation for the serious historical things of life.......
Oh and:
Friends off to an all-inclusive holiday on Crete, hotel has a club for children aged 10-15, I said to wife "even though his name isn't Rodney, will you be enrolling your husband while you go off and have fun ?"
Frying Tonight ! Two things must you know about the wise woman !
WTF!!! He's happy!! It's all that counts in the end.
My MIL in A'dam had a weed growing neighbour. He was a Prof of psychology, or something similar. Needed it for his "Research." He did an awful lot of "Researching." (As did my BIL, who's now a Doctor.)
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Same principle OFSO, I remember seeing Ronald Reagan make a serious speech on TV. He made his points lucidly and firmly and this thoroughly confused me because I had spent so long watching his drivelling 'Spitting Image' puppet mumbling and rambling, that the real thing came as a shock.
And sitting in the Forum in Rome listening to a guide instructing a bunch of tourists, I kept seeing Lurkio arrive and sitting down, start off: "The Prologue..."
Unless it's a High Status Turnip they wouldn't be interested,they are obsessed with status and ritual,they find a few bits of pottery and 'Ah yes this means this is probably a high status ritual building' Bollix! it could just as easy be the village pickled onion factory. I like Time Team,
And trains sucked in their smoke as they ground to a stop just before running over the heroin who had been bound to the tracks.
Waste of good...
Ah... I think tha's left off t'e (cue joke)
Believe was called "the Perils of Pauline" me mum said that she went to the matinee every saturday and never saw the same reel twice, but was fairly sure that she never saw any reels in the correct order.
....or Lawrence of Arabia after struggling across the Nefud Desert with little water, peering over the sand dune above Medina from his camel and uttering one word........
Went to Oberammergau last time for the Passion Play, and when they were proclaiming the Messiah I had to suppress a very strong urge to shout out, in a squeaky female voice "He's not the Messiah, he's a very naughty boy"
Whenever I'm driving through France under those lovely avenues of trees I keep expecting to meet the German army pedalling their Dutch bicycles along in the shade...
