Indeed not. But, imo, that =/= ‘pompous’. But glad you count him as a Good Egg anyway ;- )
but some bum-punctures?
Indeed not. But, imo, that =/= ‘pompous’. But glad you count him as a Good Egg anyway ;- )
but some bum-punctures?
Oh, no, it was worse than that. Leaves? Nothing so innocent.
“Then they wrestled like enemies, rolling in the black mud, with the flowers crushed between them. … All the wood seemed moving with them, as if they had disturbed it into utmost life. Bubbles of air burst and leaves were shaken loose on them. … Under her elbow was the skeleton of a stoat, threshed out of its grave by their fury.”
I suspect that the “bitten on the bum” bit was a DWJ addition; it was read out at a turkey reading and not for the first time that hour, she corpsed and became incoherent.
And see http://thog.org/longer.html
Gus, watch out for Mike Cule if you read that. It will add to the essential flavour.
Urrrk!
‘Bubbles of air burst’, did they? Riiight…
Probably thinking of Ernst Stavro rather than Henry, but since the former was reputedly named after the latter’s father, I think it still counts.
Mike was the final straw.
Gus Is Broken and wandering weakly off in search of Drink.
My work here is finished.
For a bit, anyhow.
Talking of finishing work, I was up to my eyes for the last couple of days so am about to listen to both nights’ offerings. Have a can of cider to hand - will this be enough?
Nowhere near enough, esp for last night’s.
A conservative assessment, TFM. Emergency tanker on its way, joe.
Soo
Gawds, you’re not wrong. Is it just me or is Heather Bell a truly dire actor (at least on radio)?
On radio, she sucks. No info about stage/film work.
How is That Chatelaine and her post-Wedding feets? EMNTK.
Right. Salad having been constructed and consumed (well, half ovvit), some thoughts:
Most recent IMDB entry is 1979, which hardly bespeaks a glittering career
And that was an episode of Terry and June…
Stun a stoat sideways.
She was Clarrie 1979 - 1986. Maybe she went over to radio exclusively…
Of course. She has such a gift for it
Ahem. It occurred to me earlier, and you have now reminded me, that the Late Stoat upthread was handicapped by an inability to distinguish the arse from the elbow…
Clever Gus. That’s me forewarned.
Always a Good Thing.
Slammers?
Soo xx
Yes please.
I have a rather beautiful etching of a stoat hanging in my hallway. It is now forever tainted for me by a mental image of it stuck in a large buttock. Who should I blame? And don’t say some author or other, in something I was never likely to read.