THE BRITISH THREAD II

You must want a fag real bad Mathos to go to all that trouble to bolster your obviously faltering resolve.

What makes you think that we are better off because 1384 raving nitwits are running loose un-necessarily and not only delaying their children from coming into their inheritances but reducing them faster to counteract their grumpiness?

Unfortunately, my collection of pics of British passenger ships is closely connected to smoking ...

That deserves 3 months in the Mathos Re-education Centre Walt. And a bonfire of your vanities.

I'd thought, Mathos was going on holidays only in September and October.

From the paper today: What's in a name?

http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2008/jul/25/newzealand

Actually Mac, and you might not know this, but psychologists have a special, technical word for the mental state of parents who self indulgently burden the offsping of their loins with unusaul labels.

I can't remember the word but I remember having read an article about it once many years ago.

It had something to do with using kids as a sort of self praise of one's own importance and specialness.

The upper classes rarely do it.

Fancy calling a kid Chelsea eh? What plonkers.

What's up with Mary and Elizabeth and Jane and Emily and Sarah? And many more.

I saw the definition of a new word in the paper yesterday:

TESTICULATE: To shout and wave your arms about while talking bollocks.

Ha! A good friend of mine is from London ... big Chelsea fan. You can guess what he named his eldest daughter?

Did you hear the story about Earl Spencer's daughter's taxi ride to Stamford Bridge?

btw Frank Zappa's kids are called something like Dweezle and Moon Unit.

Bob Geldof's: Fifi Trixabel, Peaches, Pixie and Heavenly Hirani Tiger Lily.




One of the royal princes is seeing a bird who rejoices in the name of Chelsea Davy. Fashionable.

I used to know a lady called Hartlepool McGlinchey. No I didn't.

How about Accrington Stanley Baldwin? Or Sandy Ago?

Yes ... you posted it. I confess I had to look up "Stamford Bridge."

No need for embarassment. After all, I don't know who plays at Shea Stadium, or the Hollywood Bowl.

(The Beatles, and the Hollywood Argyles, I think)

Of course you know Mac. Google is an adjunct of memory now.

Jung's Collective Unconscious almost.

It both lacks and stimulates the capacity of imaginative connections though.

Last year for Shea ... being dismantled and replaced with CitiBank Stadium, or some similar corporately named modern structure.

(And it's the New York Mets Baseball team that plays there, mostly.)

It is quite obvious from that that rumours about the US being on the bones of its arse are much exaggerated.

A friend of mine will be playing at the Hollywood Bowl. He is on tour with a band, a world tour. He's about 55 years old, and the rest of the band are about 25.
At least Mick Jagger plays with folks his own age. The males, I mean of course.



(edit) Supporting Etta James (no spring chicken herself) in August

http://www.paolonutini.com/gigs/

"A truly charismatic live performer, Nutini has supported such superstars as Paul Weller and the Rolling Stones, in addition to making sensational TV appearances on Top of the Pops and Later with Jools Holland. In May 2006, Paolo appeared at the New York Pops Birthday Gala at Carnegie Hall at the personal request of the evening's honoree - Atlantic Records Founding Chairman Ahmet Ertegun. In July, Nutini brought the house down during a special tribute to Ertegun and Atlantic Records at the Montreux Jazz Festival. The only new artist on the bill, Nutini shared the stage with such icons as Solomon Burke, Robert Plant, and Kid Rock. One of Paolo's heroes, soul legend Ben E. King, was so impressed that he invited him on stage to sing with him, an amazing moment for the young singer..."

More on the British Thread's occasional series "The Brits Abroad"

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7527058.stm

http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2008/jul/27/greece.drugsandalcohol

Quite often, I listen in the car to BFBS.

And when I heard today in the news that Weston-Super-Mare's historic pier was no more.
Lord Archer was a goner?

But no, it was the pier with piles I later learnt. Not the other one ...

Nice one W.

Reminds me of a joke, about the cockney REME sergeant giving a lecture to his pupils.

"Now I wants to tell you 'orrible lot about the 'ard woods- such as the h'elm, the h'oak and the h'ash.

"These are used for many construction purposes, including piles for piers.

"And when I say piles for piers, I don't mean haemorrhoids for the h'aristocracy!"

'emorrhoids surely Mac.

Can you not concentrate?

You are right, Spendy, I should have dropped that 'aitch.

Thank you for your appreciation of my magnificent joke.

May the bird of paradise fly up your nose.