Frank Davis wrote the most interesting blog about the abolition of fire…
No, Clicky, that’s the poster for the new collection Thoughtful Man discovered at Cash & Dash’sshoptoday…
I know! £4.99 for a Zippo lighter. That’s not bad if I can limited him to just the one…
Oh dear yes, Clicky, it can be expensive loving Anarchivist especially one with a fetish for anything American…
Anyway, I thought it a cute sync, the ‘History of Fire’ when Frank writes about the ‘Abolition of Fire’…
Myfuneral outfit? Fifty shades of grey indeed, Clicky… although it was pressed… you couldn’t even show an image of it ironed and, you know, on…?
That good, eh? Keep this up Clicky and you’ll find out just how scary I can be… Dumey’s has an atticnow, you know… I’ll send youback…
Okay then… You know there’s a sync also with the name of the £4.99 Zippo lighter with yesterday and today, Click…Florentine, as in from Florence…
Florence chief city of Tuscany, also a fem. proper name, both from Latin Florentia, fem. of Florentius, literally “blooming,” from florens (genitive florentis), present participle of florere“to flower” (see flourish). The city name is from Roman Colonia Florentia, “flowering colony,” either literal or figurative, and became Old Italian Fiorenze, modern Italian Firenze.
How do you solve the problem of tobacco smokers when you have azero-toleranceto tobacco…? I’ll be honest, Clicky, past experience does not bodewell…
Never mind, Click, it was so lovely to be with friends and family yesterday… and Mother certainly sorted some decent weather out for us fellow smokers 😉 Have a Song…
The new series of Doctor Who returns on 19th September and then there’s Sherlock at Christmas…. ah, I miss Moffat…
Clicky! A purple spider, thank you. Purple is my PPE… I must say, Steven Moffat is entirely right when he says:
“You know in some ways, I think Mark [Gatiss] has got a point when he says that however good you imagine [the crossover], it would be almost better in your imagination than it would be if the two grand old egotists actually met,” he added.
I have a theory that people obey the WHO because they’ve grown up watching Doctor Who save humanity on a Saturday evening tea-time since it was…
… in black and white, Click. I caught the Who bug with No.3 and the spiders… you know, when he regenerated into…
Perhaps he though Santa was Satan, Clicky, some people do 😉 Now let me get on…
My Y’ello friend Mhehed Zherting sent me an e-cig linkthis morning…
‘What’s interesting is that The Lancet revealed this “information” in an anonymous editorial rather than a proper article. Of course it’s impossible to be sure who wrote this, because it’s anonymous, but it is an editorial. That means it was probably written by the editor, and The Lancet’s editor is one Richard Horton.’
As far as Simon Chapman goes, yeah he really is a nob…
Now if only Vaperscould be convinced to stop acting like ex-smokers (i.e. sanctimonious twats) and realise for one minute that using Tobacco Control ‘harm reduction facts’ against smokers will not help them in the long run…
That’s right, Click, remember… Sat 19th September 2015 on BBC1 😉
What was I saying? Ah yes, ‘Bonfire of the Vanities‘ by Tom Wolfe is the ‘quintessential novel of the 1980s’.
I haven’t read the book but I have seen the film version by Brian Depalma…
Yeah, that opening shot is probably the best bit of the film, Clicky…
Good thinking, Clicky…
And the day before, Hugo was posting burning man stories and images on Merovee. Last year Hugo brought us a Superb ‘Owl Burn-a-Debt with Bruno Mars (Roma Burns) sync 😉
So what has the week been like for financial markets?
…*Clink Click Bang*…
Oops. Think I’ve had enough of the black stuff for tonight, Clicky. Best try and end this shambles on a dignified note with a Song… Hit it!
That right, Clicky, on Saturday you posted a photo of my Thunderbirds Virgil doll. Quite why you decided to arrange it like a cock and balls is beyond me…
That’s me online, my avatar, a dog called Roobeedoo2. And, Click, Rain sounds like reign sounds like rein sounds likeREGN… and that’s MRS to you…
Shall we move on…?
Dolphin
Came with the Library. Now wears trousers.
That’s you, Clicky, helpful assistant. Now that’s 3 syncs with Hugo’s story. but I’d really like 4 for acondor…
Condor means scoring four under par (−4). This is the lowest individual hole score ever made. A condor would be a hole-in-one on a par-five (typically by cutting over a dogleg corner).
come on, Clicky, think…
Weiwei
MyAi WeiWeisunflower seeds! Clicky, how clever… OMG! Is that the time? Clickstar, have a Song…
Over at UBU, Poppy Sweet Pea has listed the films she can’t wait to watch…
The last film I went to see at the cinema was ‘Kajaki‘ but it was the premiere with red carpet and everything…
I don’t go to the cinema much, so going to see that was a special treat and I did get to catch a glimpse of two celebs on the night…
Which is an odd coincidence considering that half a year later one was sacked from BBC’s ‘Top Gear’, whilst is other is being touted as a replacement on the show.
The last film before that, one I paid to go and see, was ‘Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2’…
That’s not the film, Clicky…
*squint*
Ahem… like I said, I don’t go to the cinema much but Thoughtful Man wants to see the new Dad’s Army movie. Now he’s kinda weird in that he’s fond of those old films made from TV comedies… ‘Please Sir’, ‘Love Thy Neighbour, ‘On the Buses’, ‘Porridge’ and of course, the original Dad’s Army film.
I’m not so sure – how can you recreate beloved characters with new actors without leaving the audience feel cheated? I’d tried watching Sky’s version of ‘Yes Prime Minister’ and hated it. However, knowing I have a soft spot for underdogs…
Alright, Clicky *rolls eyes*
… my friend Hugo on Merovee coincidentally pointed me in the direction of the Daily Flail and the captioning of the images from the film…
That’s another coincidence, Clicky, as I attended the Kajaki premiere with Toby, my sister Juju’s stepson, who was a cameraman on the film…
Over at UBU, Poppy Sweet Pea has written about her dog Susie and Hannah Schneider, a Danish musician, who’s music, it turns out, is pretty wonderful…
Clicky, I need a photo of Poppy, this is going to be way to long to stick in the comments at Leggy’s place…
Ha Ha, Clicky… now get a proper one…
Oh, you’re being like that are you? Clicky, pull your socks up; I’ll start without you…
Poppy is the queen of our household. Miniature in size, humongous in impact on the running of our household. Which is quite a feat considering she’s an Olympic standard sleeper.
She had just turned 1 when we got her; she’d spent the first year of her life living in a cage, something recommended for Dooshunds’ spine development. The old lady that owned her didn’t want her, probably because she’d kept her in a cage for a year and didn’t get to know her.
“All she needs is love” is how my sister Juju described Queen Poppaea to me. We weren’t going to get another pet – been there, done that with two rats (Chewy and Han), a cat that ran away (Nat King Cat), gold fish (Tom and Jerry), a enormous, hairy German Shepherd (Klaus) and Pumpy, the moggy I took in before I took Thoughtful Man into my home – she lived long enough to meet the boys… just.
So Poppy Popstar joined our family. She’s pedigree with a fancy name (Chocolate Puzzle) and we got her for free. Mistress Ploppy is smooth as a sea lion and curls up in your lap like a cat (presumably because she has a strong spine. Thoughtful man insists that she likes to spoon during their afternoon nap). Unless she wants her belly rubbed. Then she she just lies on her back, pawing the air and presenting her soft, pink underside with a come hither look that says “I know you want to. You know I want you too. Just do it and make them long, hard strokes. I’ll tell you when to stop”. She’ll dictates the rhythm with her thumping tail…
Pops will lick your face off when you wake up, return home from work or even if she hasn’t seen you for 10 minutes. She’ll lick your legs and feet (and for some reason, the inside of my shoes) with a relentless determination and thoroughness that is a wonder to behold.
The boys adore her. She’s like a little sister to them. Thoughtful Man treats her like a daughter we never had, which is brilliant because I do not want any more kids. When she eventually goes, we’ll get another Dooshund… except I don’t think I could bear to keep one in a cage for a year. Perhaps then we’ll get a pug…