Noddy24 wrote:A stitch in time extends the life of the garment and holds back the economy.
Someone's been reading Aldous Huxley again....
Don't put your daughter on the stage Mrs Worthington.
Unless she's got great legs and two cute dimples.
Spendius--
I haven't heard that refrain since my mother died.
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DON'T PUT YOUR DAUGHTER ON THE STAGE, MRS. WORTHINGTON
From Noel Coward On The Air - 1947
(Noel Coward)
Noel Coward
(He speaks:
Some years ago when I was returning from the Far East on a very large ship, I was pursued around the
decks every day by a very large lady. She showed me some photographs of her daughter -
a repellant-looking girl and seemed convinced that she was destined for a great stage career. Finally,
in sheer self-preservation, I locked myself in my cabin and wrote this song - "Don't Put Your Daughter
On The Stage, Mrs. Worthington".)
Don't put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage
The profession is overcrowded
The struggle's pretty tough
And admitting the fact she's burning to act
That isn't quite enough
She's a nice girl and though her teeth are fairly good
She's not the type I ever would be eager to engage
I repeat, Mrs. Worthington, sweet Mrs. Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage
Regarding yours, dear Mrs. Worthington
Of Wednesday, the 23rd.
Although your baby may be keen on a stage career
How can I make it clear that this is not a good idea
For her to hope and appear, Mrs. Worthington
Is on the face of it absurd
Her personality is not in reality quite big enough, inviting enough
For this particular sphere
Don't put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage
She's a bit of an ugly duckling, you must honestly confess
And the width of her seat would surely defeat
Her chances of her success
It's - it's a loud voice, and though it's not exactly flat
She'll need a little more than that to earn a living wage
On my knees, Mrs. Worthington, please Mrs. Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage
Don't put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage
Though they said at the school of acting
She was lovely as Peer Gynt
I'm afraid, on the whole, an ingenue role might emphasize her squint
She has nice hands, to give the wretched girl her due
But don't you think her bust is too developed for her age
No more buts, Mrs. Worthington, nuts! Mrs. Worthington
Don't put your daughter on the stage
Great stuff Noddy. Why do they ignore such sound advice?
Quote:Why do they ignore such sound advice?
All that glitters is not gold....
....it is the flashbulbs of the paparazzi.
They want to be famous for being famous.
Gold there is, and rubies in abundance, but lips that speak knowledge are a rare jewel. Proverbs 20:15
All that GLISTERS is not gold.
(Merchant of Venice act2 scene7)
You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear....
...but you can give your dog an expensive treat.
Dog does not eat dog
Only wealthy and paw
Many a slip twixt cup and lip ... for added warmth
You can't make a silk purse - you just don't know how to sew.
Zeal without prudence is frenzy ... menage a trois is relaxing, it gives you a chance to prince, watch the action, take happy snaps, hit the fridge, clean the house, relube, call your sigother etc.
Too many cooks spoil the broth - but many hands make light work.
Idle hands are the devil's tools, but you can always post on A2K.
Where there's a will there's a relative.
A friend in need is a pest.
The sting is in the tail, so be gentle with your otherself.
The devil's in the detail.
And that's no good.
Nature abhors a vacuum but if you can't beat 'em succumb.
Many a slip twixt cup and clean up to aisle 9.
