


These are just great - the lighting - the close ups - the natural look - the stripping away off the star element (although it still shines through with some participants). I like it.Booze, news and views from a drunken opinionated fool who can't spell very well, may well repeat himself, and can't blame it on dislexia
THE REAL BOB HARRIS: So there we are. Those were of course the Fabulous Bingo Brothers. And make a note that very soon ... we'll be having an entire Whistle Test program without them. ... Well, here's our last studio guest tonight, who needs no introduction from me, so until next week, goodnight. (He grins and looks offscreen. Fade to the studio. Raymond Onassis [Neil Innes] walks on, performing a number Neil is pretty well known for. He wears shades, a mouth harmonica, a light blue jacket, light blue pants, and that red and green cap he wears a lot in these shows.) PROTEST SONG Words and Lyrics by Neil Innes ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- NEIL: Uh, this next number is a protest song. (He tunes his guitar for ages.) Uh, I've suffered for my music, and ... now it's your turn. (He plays a terrible harmonica solo, then sings a la Bob Dylan:) All the prophets of doom can always find room In a world full of worry and fear Tip cigarettes and chemistry sets And rudolph the red-nosed reindeer So I'm goin back to my little old shack And drink me a bottle of wine That was mis en bouteille before my birthday And have me a fantastic time Rain on a tin roof sounds like a drum We're marching for freedom today Yeay Turn on your headlights and sound your horn If people get in the way (Another terrible harmonica solo.) Let me turn you on to the chromium swan On the nose of a long limousine Even hired for the day It is something to say But what the hhehhellll does it mean I may be accused of being confused But I'm average weight for my height My philosophy Like color tv Is all there in black and white RAAAAAAINN on a tin roof sounds like a drum We're marching for freedom today Yeay! Turn on your headlights and sound your horn (toot toot) If people get in the way (He plays one last loooong harmonica note, falling out of frame, then comes back into frame and ends it. He gives the beast sign, then bumps into the microphone. He can't see in those shades!) (Back to host Bridget, overwhelmed by flowers, and still smiling.) BRIDGET: Well, that's about the size of it. Rutland Weekend is closing down now, so until next week, goodnight everybody!
This was unfurled at Liverpools last home game of the season (against Spurs). Class. Here's a quote from one of the lads that did it.We’d been planning this for years and i’m buzzin it’s come off. We’d gotten 2 tickets in the Anfield upper and got the banner made on Friday. As we walked up towards the ground i had the biggest ****in grin on me head knowing we were about to pull it off. My only worry was not getting in with it. I shouldn’t have worried. A few beers on the concourse and we waited for YNWA to start as that was our signal to go. We walked down to the front of the teir and unfurled it. We had to hold it up cos there was nothing to tie it onto and it was up for for roughly 40 seconds before i got launched by the stewards. A bit of spit and that was all. It was a ****in scouse slag that spat at me too i think
Fair play to the Spurs fans who were buzzin and we threw it down into their end. Afterwards we walked round the ground and then had a couple of pints near Goodison with an Everton lad my mate knew and got a call saying their lads were looking for us. Not suprising really is it!
The Man Brooker prize (yawn) has been emroiled in controversy (yawn), as Philip Roth won the £60,000 prize, but Carmen Callil, the founder of feminist publishers Virago Press (yawn) walked from the panel, saying she did not rate Philip Roth's work at all. If she does not like his books, that's fair enough, but she was on a panel (of only three people - why?), so she should have stated her reasons for liking (or not liking) whatever books were to be judged, the same as everyone else on the panel. They then choose a winner after all the arguments have been put forward. That is what the panel is there for, which she obviously knew in advance. To then walk off in a strop, quitting on the eve of the announcement, because you disagreed with the panels choice is pathetic (the other two loved the Roth book). Probably just doing it to get publicity, so l am actually assisting her in my own small way. Damn!!
Small, crafty, cowering, timorous little beast,
O, what a panic is in your little breast!
You need not start away so hasty
With argumentative chatter!
I would be loath to run and chase you,
With murdering plough-staff.
I'm truly sorry man's dominion
Has broken Nature's social union,
And justifies that ill opinion
Which makes thee startle
At me, thy poor, earth born companion
And fellow mortal!
I doubt not, sometimes, but you may steal;
What then? Poor little beast, you must live!
An odd ear in twenty-four sheaves
Is a small request;
I will get a blessing with what is left,
And never miss it.
Your small house, too, in ruin!
Its feeble walls the winds are scattering!
And nothing now, to build a new one,
Of coarse grass green!
And bleak December's winds coming,
Both bitter and keen!
You saw the fields laid bare and wasted,
And weary winter coming fast,
And cozy here, beneath the blast,
You thought to dwell,
Till crash! the cruel plough passed
Out through your cell.
That small bit heap of leaves and stubble,
Has cost you many a weary nibble!
Now you are turned out, for all your trouble,
Without house or holding,
To endure the winter's sleety dribble,
And hoar-frost cold.
But little Mouse, you are not alone,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes of mice and men
Go often askew,
And leave us nothing but grief and pain,
For promised joy!
Still you are blest, compared with me!
The present only touches you:
But oh! I backward cast my eye,
On prospects dreary!
And forward, though I cannot see,
I guess and fear!
toodle pip






I love clutter, shelves, records, CDs, DVD,s books, junk and comics. Therefore l have a lot of stuff around the house, some stored properly on shelves, other stuff in boxes, wardrobes, under the bed, in the attic and in the garage. In fact, in just about every available space. I can easily salivate just looking at these photos of other peoples collections. If l had enough money and space, l would want all of those books. Throw in the booze, and you have one happy chappy. Penguin classics and booze, what's not to like?
That is a mighty tall, mighty damn tall tree. If you look closely, there is a man at the foot of it (probably pissing). Impressive stuff, it makes me want to go out and kick the bark off the crappy trees l have in the back garden. The hammock fits across two of them perfectly, so they may be spared, but the other tree had better be on it's guard, mark my words.
I watched this weeks episode of HIGNFY (with Richard Herring as a panellist) and thought it was pretty good. No great news there, but myself and the FPO were discussing how quick the replies on the show were (l think she was trying to hint they were funnier than me). I obviously do not believe this to be the case, and argued about it being edited, so they would have had a lot longer to think of replies. Later on, reading Richard Herring's blog about it ( http://www.richardherring.com/warmingup/?id=3118 ), he confirmed that the show takes about two hours of recording time, which is then cut down to half an hour. In fact, there was a bit about him asking out one of the other panellists 20 years ago, which was said when the show was over, but the cameras continued to record them. This was then edited into the show to make it look as though it was during it. WHHHAAAATTTT??????? I always thought l could trust TV shows - my illusions are shattered, but at least l am still funnier than most of the panellists (I tip my hat to Paul Merton).


Starring Bernie Mac and Samuel L. Jackson, this is a standard story about a band reforming for a show at the Apollo Theater, and getting their groove back. I wanted to watch it because Bernie Mac is one hell of a funny guy, and he did have his moments, but ultimately, the film was a disappointment. It was just not that funny, although l have read that it was heavily re-edited after the deaths of Bernie Mac and Isaac Hayes to soften the tone of it. Maybe that's where it went wrong. lt could have done with a lot more of Bernie cussin' and being himself, although there is a short tribute to him at the end of the film when the credits are coming up.







Finished watching this last weekend, and got some grief from the FPO as l had been watching it at work and she had missed the whole series (although l am sure l told her it was starting). Obviously as a man of the world, a bon viveur, a rodgerer and a puker, and a man with many interests and hobbies, time is of the essence. I see, read and watch copious amounts by myself, and find the precious time to do so, by not watching so many cookery/modelling/makeover programmes. I shall say no more on the matter. By the way, the series was great and she (Edie Falco - Nurse Jackie) is exposed (not in that way) at the end. Series 3 is on soon. I repeat -
I really like Russell Brand humour and radio shows, but l was not expecting very much from this, as the preview clips were rubbish. It is from 2010 and is by Nicholas Stoller, starring Jonah Hill and Russell Brand. Russell revises his rock star alter ego Aldous Snow from Forgetting Sarah Marshall, and once again, gets to wear some cool clothes. Although it was not a very good film, it did have some really funny lines, and parts of it made my good self (and the dreaded FPO) laugh out loud, especially when the adrenaline is administered. Rather glad l had made the effort and watched it in the end.
This is in complete contrast to Get Him to the Greek. From 1992 (by Abel Ferrara). l had seen this before, but watched it again with the FPO the other night as she was new to it. Starring Harvey Keitel as the bad lieutenant himself, who has quite a few issues with drugs, Catholicism, gambling and sex. Harvey does something in this film (when he stops two girls driving) that l had never seen a major star doing in a movie before (he is, after all, a bad lieutenant). He is also not shy when it comes to getting his kit off and going "wwhhooooaaaaaggghhhhhhh" (or something like that). Had a disagreement with the FPO about the shot at the end, and whether the actors are all real, or just passers by, but l reckon l am right (l said passers by). I will have to look it up on t'net later on. A really good film, but unflinchingly dark.


Finished watching this yesterday and it was fantastic. As l have said before, it was very similar to 'The Killing' , but faster paced and maybe even better. That is some compliment, as 'The Killing' was one of the best things l had ever seen. Apparently series 1 and 2 of Spiral are just as good (if not better), so unless they are going to be on the old glass teat very soon, l will be sending off for the DVDs. Marvellous stuff - Hurrah!


I have just been reading about New Orleans and its system of levees, which are supposed to keep the waters out. Now l have been to New Orleans, loved the place (especially a night out with Chinese White), discussed getting a bar there, and knew they had a levee system. What l did not realise was how low a lot of the city is in comparison to the water. The levees look pretty high when the water is down, but if l lived there l would want them to be even larger, or live in a house (or pub) that could float (there are such places available). Other options could be to raise the land or make New Orleans an island. If sticking to the present system, those levees need to be mighty high and very strong.