toodle pip
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
Monday 19 September 2011
ansonia apartments - new york city 1906
This is from 1906 and the apartments were on Broadway. If more apartments (or flats as they are called in the UK) were built like these (and had doormen, or some kind of decent security), people would be more than happy to live in them.
Sunday 18 September 2011
another spider at work
I was at work overnight again on Saturday night, and this bleeding thing scared the life out of me. I was still trying to get over the last one on Thursday (see here), so my nerves are now shot to pieces. It didn't help when l got home and the FPO told me there had been a big spider in the bath while l was away. Damn this cold weather to buggery if it means all the spiders are coming indoors. I blame God (he made them).
toodle pip
united beat chelsea - torres misses a sitter, and l am covered in hairs
What happens next? Excellent!
The rabbits arse and my groin (not for the first or last time)
The bloody rabbit hairs
What a gay afternoon. United beat Chelsea 3-1, Torres misses a sitter, and l have had the rabbit cuddling up to me while l sat on the floor watching the footie. Only problem is, he seems to be moulting again. Blithering idiot that he is.
toodle pip
colburn kids in the puddle
Coming back from work today l was instructed by the FPO to get some cat food etc. I therefore called in at the Colburn Top Shops, where there had just been a downpour. Coming out of the shops, l managed to get a quick photo of some kids jumping in the puddles before l was chased off as a dirty old paedo. The joy of being young and free (and being quick with a photo).
toodle pip
Saturday 17 September 2011
ban the bomb with marc bolan
This is the 1965 Ban the Bomb march in London. Who is that dapper young gentleman on the front left, who has managed to get himself alongside the stars of the march? Why, it's only young Mark Feld, later to become the glam rock god that was Marc Bolan. He always had a flair for publicity, and didn't mind attaching himself to movements if it could benefit him. I just wonder what record he had in his bag (probably Bob Dylan).
toodle pip
Friday 16 September 2011
bloody big spider at work
This sodding thing was on the wall at work last night when l was on a sleepover. I managed to trap it and send it to a watery death (after shaking it for a while), but l had it on my mind all night and didn't get a lot of sleep, as l thought there must be more of the buggers. It was big, very, very big. In fact, l would be as bold to say it is the largest one l have seen for probably 10 years or so. I nearly crapped myself catching it.
BASTARDS!
toodle pip
free the amish eight!
The Amish men in the top picture are from Kentucky. They have all been fined for refusing to put a reflector on the bag of their buggies like on the buggy above (their religion forbids bright colours) and have been jailed for not paying the fines.
They won't last two minutes in the slammer - look at how tall they all are (between about 5'3'' and 5'9''). Plus those beards give the other prisoners something to grab hold of.
Surely if the their Lord was on their side, he would have made them taller.
Amen and praise the Good Lord Eric.
toodle pip
Thursday 15 September 2011
casino royale (1953) - ian flemming
The first James Bond book l have ever read! I saw the film a while ago, and was not that impressed. I thought it dragged on a bit as it was too long, and although l know the typical audience loves explosions/car chases etc, l couldn't wait for it to finish (I was at the cinema). I thought the book was a lot better, and much more up my street, as there was more about Bond's thoughts and misgivings. It also portrayed him as a man who has weaknesses (along with being a cold blooded killer of course). He does not run around knocking people off (unless you count Vesper), and he is also sexist and ruthless with women (until of course, he falls in love and becomes a big softie). He plays at the Casino, survives a couple of assassination attempts, gets abducted and tortured, but does not kill anyone, although he describes a couple of earlier killings. A lot different from the films, l'm sure you will agree.
Plus Daniel Craig played Bond in the Casino Royale film, and everyone knows that Sean Connery is the best Bond.
toodle pip
Wednesday 14 September 2011
jimmy carter self improvement - the observer
There was a really good piece on Jimmy Carter in The Observer at the weekend, which can be found here. He was one of the better USA presidents, sadly bought down by (amongst other things) The Iran Hostage situation . Operation Eagle Claw, commanded by Charlie Beckwith, failed in it's mission to bring back the hostages, and Beckwith has a book (Delta Force) about the operation, in which he praises Carter for taking the blame and not trying to hide behind his decisions, or appropriate blame elsewhere. Ronald Reagan followed Carter as president in 1981, and the day after, the hostages were released. Bastards.
The main bit in the article that got to me though, was he and his wife read the bible to each other at night time. No..... hold on....that's not the whole story....they read it to each other in Spanish, as they are trying to self improve.
Jimmy Carter is 86.
toodle pip
the liverpool spider and the london elephant
These kind of art shows are fantastic. The reason l have them in my mind, is l have just seen a documentary about the Liverpool Spider (La Princesse), which was put on by Artichoke (who also did The London Sultan's Elephant). It costs a lot of money to put these things on (£1.8 million for the Liverpool one), but as somebody said in the crowd, it's only about £1 per person but it brings in a lot of revenue, and gives pride and joy to the people. I also love the Antony Gormley 'Another Place' figures at Crosby (Bootle beach as l know it) and 'The Angel of The North' in Gateshead (also by Gormley). The only thing l don't like, is the fact that some of the people behind the scenes will be getting paid a hell of money to lunch and commission them (and local workmen should be used to build them). Still fucking great though!
toodle pip
the scouting book for boys (2009) - tom harper
Decided to give this film a go as it starred Thomas Turgoose, who has been in a few other things l have enjoyed (This is England, This is England 86, Somers Town), and it/he did not let me down. Turgoose plays his usual put upon adolescent role, and l had to stick on on the old subtitles as l couldn't follow all the Norfolk brogue (l'm getting old you know - the hearing's going and l'm turning demented), but the film was a pleasant surprise (although not very pleasant). Two young friends hang around together until she runs away. The police hunt for her and suspect an older friend of theirs has abducted her. It does not have a happy ending.
The actual book of 'Scouting For Boys' features in the film, which is the second time l have seen it in a few days, as it was also shown on 'QI', which made me think about reading it (the 1908 version that tells you how to deal with suicides, skin animals etc), as it is something l have never seen before (disadvantaged childhood and all that). Now l will definitely get a copy (and go hunting cattle and sustain myself by living off the land). On second thoughts - too many spiders about to be living outdoors.
toodle pip
some portugal photographs
Cliff Richard's wine overlooking the sea
The village where we stayed
The name of our villa
Church on the hill when we went to the market
Sporting club of Portugal bar
Lager, wine and peanuts outside the Bang Bang bar
At the seaside
Relaxing by our pool
A cold drink to have with my mackerel
The sky at night outside Osbourne's Bar
Reflection of Robbo in our pool
Statues at a roundabout by Faro
Drinks on the plane
I got round to sorting out some photographs from the i flip this evening, so here are a few of them. Food, drink and sun.....bliss.
toodle pip
mexican pointed boots
medicine the old fashioned way
swimming the old fashioned jersey way
whatever works (2009 ) - woody allen
I have grown into a fan of 'Curb Your Enthusiasm', in which Larry David is superb, albeit playing an exaggerated version of himself (season 8 starting this weekend!).
I am also a fan of Woody Allen, he has done some great films in the past, plus some of his stand up and stories used to be really funny.
This however, l nearly switched off half way through. It is not a good Woody Allen film, and Larry David does not have such a good role as he does in 'Curb'. It's not that funny, not that romantic, and not that good of a story.
Boris, an old cranky man (David), meets and marries a young girl (Evan Rachel Wood), then her mom comes to town, followed by her father. Everyone changes and life is random.
Whooooopppie!
It's a good job l have plenty of spare time on my hands at the moment, or l would be really pissed off with the two hours l wasted watching this.
Christ, l sound like Boris in the movie (and nearly as old).
toodle pip
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