Blog powered by Typepad

« Am I right to be worried about the Stephen Lawrence trial? | Main | Sports report from a Hot Air Fanatic »

Wednesday, 04 January 2012


Feed You can follow this conversation by subscribing to the comment feed for this post.

Well, I think you should straighten up the sagging bits of masonry instead of just sitting there contemplating your navel.... er, you can see your navel, can't you?

Heh! Critics - don'cha lurve 'em!

The spare tire hidden under your T-Shirt ... is that what Hamlet used to kill what's-his-name?

I didn't have my glasses on and for a moment I thought that was a roll of loo paper in your hand ...

And is that an image of the Madonna and child in the grass between the three grave stones?

Heavens, imagine the embarrassment if it goes viral.


"There at the foot of yonder nodding beech
That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high,
His listless length at noontide would he stretch,
And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Hard by yon wood, now smiling as in scorn,
Mutt'ring his wayward fancies he would rove,
Now drooping, woeful wan, like one forlorn,
Or craz'd with care, or cross'd in hopeless love.
One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill,
Along the heath and near his fav'rite tree;
Another came; nor yet beside the rill,
Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he;
The next with dirges due in sad array
Slow thro' the church-way path we saw him borne."

Don't sit there too still for too long!

That "spare tyre", I would have you know, sir, are my relaxed abs!

Well, you've got better glasses than me, SoD, because I can't see a Madonna and child. You been on the beer again?

A ex-friend has just e-mailed:

"only to say that I have seen several of the permanent residents of the graveyard give better performances."


Such is the man that, when he's done taking his poo, roses will bloom even in January.

I have to tell you, I'm hanging this picture up in my living room.

I'm with ex friend on this.........

Thanks, 'W', I had forgotten how superb that poem is.

Dom, you are man of taste and discernment - that picture could be worth fortunes in years to come.

David, you are now an ex-commenter!

Can you really afford banish your commenters so easily?
I wouldn't have thought so.

Probabaly true, Andra, but happily no one takes any notice of anything I say!

What an exquisite photograph. But I'm mostly interested in the tea. What kind of tea, and how do you take it? Milk and sugar? It's kind of a dainty cup, If I may say, for a man of your dark and gloomy stature.

Hello, 'Sis', yes, it is a tad dainty but that's because it came courtesy of the 'Memsahib'. However, the tea was dark brown and handsome - bit like me, really! Proper stuff, dash of milk but with a sweetener rather than sugar. The 'Memsahib' insists that I take sweeteners, I can't think why.

It's not what's in your tea I'm worried about DD, it's what's in SoDs.

I know what you mean. I think it's an example of what they call 'over there' the 'vision thang'!

What? There is no DVD of the performance as a present for the regular customers? Not even a youtube link to see you, maybe even hear you, in that historical moment?
I'm truly disappointed at you!

Ortega, you could never fit an actor of my grandiose proportions into a tube!

aaaahhh, well, we Yanks in America always have to entitle our photographs,
"Wise Gentleman Reviewing Impact on the Generations(even just the cutting of the grass around their timely skulls)"

Jeanie Oliver

Thank you, Jeannie, I liked the "wise gentleman" bit!

The comments to this entry are closed.