THE BRITISH THREAD II

What?

Aaaaaaaw!!

Didn't it fair bring a lump to the throat when the young lady drew her fingers away from the piano keys when her father said "You're not going to play the piano again this evening are you my dear? " Something like that. Very neutrally. As the scene cut in she had just played a beautiful Gothic chord which hardly registered on me. I was drying off on the counterpane. A cathedral sound. I wanted her to play. She held her fingers over the keys for a few seconds looking pensive and sad and all and then withdrew them.

It was a brilliant scene. I saw no more from thinking about it.

It got in two important propaganda points for modern feminism. It showed how under control women used to be. Her father was passing through on his way to the library or study with a book in his hand and held tightly against his waiscoat as if it might have been some Victorian porn one of his mates at the club had sent him and he was making sure he didn't drop it and risk it falling open at a page showing an actress with a parasol and big frilly edged bloomers such as the actress playing the part might have posed for earlier in her career. Proust taught me all about actresses. And Stendhal.

It also pointed up the hypocrisy of looking pensive and sad and all at being ordered not to play the piano by an archetypal representitive of the patriarchal order when most of her sisters-in-arms were picking turnips in frozen fields for a crust and bowl of gruel a day like they still do in some countries which export bargain goods.

As I said- brilliant.

Any flagship series put out by that bastion of feminism known as the BBC (Breasts, Bottoms and Cutglass decanters) should be watched with care.

And I you, Mr Muckty! I find it quite refresshing to converse so broadly with a Highland gentleman.

Ahhhhhh.... Cranford...

x

Hmm, the Frenchies are good in such.

Lowland.

I thought I was being terribly witty, Muckty...

Not only 'fluffer' as you and I know it, but also:




I thought it was too subtle...

I'm not on the same wavelength.

x

Well, a Scotch then, Walter, you pedantic German you.

kiss kiss.

I watched "Cranford" tonight, too. I liked the cow-pyjamas in flannel. Very fetching.

It's difficult to imagine the changes wrought in rural lives by the coming of the railways. And oft, when in pensive mood I lie upon my couch dwelling on these matters, I find myself compelled to concur with the opinion of his grace the Duke of Wellington.

Who said something akin to "If my men don't frighten the enemy they sure as hell frighten me."

Ref Cranford. BBC/69/A/1 sub section 256 paras l to m.

They are, I think, repeating the episode next week, probably Sat just afer you have gulped down your victuals, and so you will be able to see the piano segment again but this time having had it explained to you.

You did come on A2K to learn didn't you?

Mornin' boys...

I see the England women's team have qualified.

If you want a job doing - get a woman to do it.

I think all the men should get behind the women.

Sisters are doin' it for themselves.

x

They are leading their group it is - after three matches:



Good morning, smorgs!

He did, and also that the coming of the railways was a very bad thing and should not be encouraged, because it would enable the lower orders to move about.

What's that about Jespah placing us somewhere, S?

From the Glasgow Herald:

"England do not require a coaching sophisticate. They tried that before, after all. Instead, they need a man to manage egos, to remind the soft collection of mollycoddled millionaires that £100,000-a-week wages simply is a reflection of the fantasy world that is the Barclays Premier League and not a measure of their competency."

Don't ask him, he's being sarky, it's a trap.

Let sleeping dogs lie, suspendy.

x

Blimey do you live in a gothic victorian mansion?

I think William Huskisson said something similar, upon becoming the first railway accident.

We need a coach for our national football (soccer) team.

Any suggestions?

Klinsmann. He likes warm weather, and the English don't deserve him.