News that the lady had taken her final curtain came was rather sad for I had long had something of a soft spot for her. Not from any of her screen performances though, but from a random act of kindness. Continue reading
Author Archives: thatconsultantbloke
another west country uprising, a parliamentary sketch
Once more, in the traditions of Trevelyan and Monmouth, the West has risen again and sent a tide of protest towards the seat of power in London. Continue reading
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so I haven’t been to the cinema in thirty years
A little exchange on Facebook the other day got me thinking about films. I had commented on reading of the demise of Philip Seymour Hoffman Continue reading
Filed under about me
don’t jump on the tracks mate
With apologies to Cy Coben, whose words I have adapted, the following came to me on the 2115 from Paddington last night, partly with regard to my own plight, this have been my second jumper in 8 days and the third in a few months, Continue reading
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It’s been a good day Tilly, let’s run!
I do enjoy the expression on Malcolm’s face in that advert, and the concept of running with the cats for joy I can relate to. Yesterday afternoon our cat Tilly declined to come out for a run with me, but it had been a good day. Continue reading
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the tide of immigration, a parliamentary sketch
In the House yesterday the Leader of the Opposition, the Rt Hon Eric Millipede (Lab) demanded to know what the Government were doing to stop the tide of illegal immigration into the UK. Specifically he was referring to the invasion over the last 8 weeks or so of several billion water droplets from other, unspecified nations. “Could this tide of water not have been prevented?” he wailed, Continue reading
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it’s just another day really
Why all the fuss over New Year? It’s only another day after all. Continue reading
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We were well taught in the 50s and 60s – letters to the editor
Sir
As a primary school boy in the late 1950s and early 60s I learnt my times tables, along with the rest of the class, by chanting them or, in the case of one school by singing them. At my last primary school we were taught by the headmaster who used to take off a shoe and beat time. He could also hurl said shoe with venomous accuracy at anyone he felt was faltering keeping the beat going slapping his bare hand on the desk until his shoe was returned by one of us. Continue reading
letters to the editor – don’t let them buy these vehicles
Sir
Many years ago I attended training in order to improve my two wheeled skills, for in those days one could ride certain motor cycles on the road without having to pass a two wheel test. One of the key lessons was that one should obtain a motor cycle that was appropriate to one’s size; the principle being that you needed to be able to put your feet on the ground when at rest and the point was ably demonstrated by one of the instructors who was about five foot two. It was something that the dealerships also took seriously and would try hard to dissuade buyers from choosing a bike that they would find hard to manage. Continue reading
The Voice of the Bloke at the Back 