Caesar and Brutus were talking one day
About the phones with
the most cachet
They discussed the
best deals of the day
Then friend Brutus
thought to say
“What network are you
with by the way?”
Caesar promptly replied “O2 Brute”
Caesar and Brutus were talking one day
About the phones with
the most cachet
They discussed the
best deals of the day
Then friend Brutus
thought to say
“What network are you
with by the way?”
Caesar promptly replied “O2 Brute”
In the Middle Ages
The condom was
invented
Using a goat's lower
intestine
So, pregnancy could be
prevented
It was an innovation
of its time
But birth rates were
un-dented
So, a simple
modification was made
Resulting in a drop in
births
They simply removed
the intestine
From the goat first
Apparently in days of yore,
Evidence has come to light,
That dragon’s slept in the day
So they could fight knights
My mum’s family were born and bred in Bermondsey,
East London, at a time when poor really meant poor and there was no Welfare
State safety net.
In those days you worked, or you went without
and even if you did work you didn’t earn a lot and there was nothing left for
luxuries, for example you didn’t have a holiday as there was no money for that.
No one got to go off to Skegness for two weeks
by the sea at the taxpayers’ expense like those on benefits today.
The closest thing the East Londoners got to a
holiday was the three weeks in September spent in the Kent countryside picking
hops.
Apart from the working men folk, the whole
family migrated to the Kent hop fields using whatever means of transport suited
their pocket, my Great Aunty Kay couldn’t afford the train or bus, so she
walked.
It took her three days to walk and she would
sleep in the hedgerows or woods along the route and she would work extra hard
so she could afford the train home otherwise she walked back to Stepney as
well.
While in Kent they worked hard for three weeks
every September picking the hop flowers and filling bushel baskets and earned
every penny.
My grandmother used the money to buy shoes and
winter clothes for the kids and if she was careful, she had enough left over to
save a bob or two for Christmas.
The last thing that King Harold said
On the day that he died
During the Battle of Hastings?
Was "I spy with my little eye"
In 13th century Scotland:
A law passed fining men
For refusing proposals
If they are an eligible man
On February 29th
Because of her confident stride
Everyone noticed Anne Boleyn
And the King set his cap at her
As her rivals would only amble in
The October Revolution
Is something to remember
But the Russians don’t
Celebrate it until November
“Green
for Danger” is a crime thriller, based on the book by Christianna Brand and
Directed by Sidney Gilliat.
The
film is set in a rural English hospital during World War II, where a postman
Joseph Higgins (Moore Marriott) dies on the operating table after which one of
the theatre staff Sister Carter (Wendy Thompson) states publicly that Higgins
was murdered and she has proof of who the murderer is, but before she can
unmask the killer she is then murdered herself.
So
the facetious and enigmatic Scotland Yard Inspector Cockrill (Alastair Sim)
arrives to investigate and very soon suspects one of the doctors and nurses who
were in the operating theatre during the surgery to be the assassin, but which
one?
In
this straightforwardly plotted mystery Leo Genn, Henry Edwards, Trevor Howard,
Ronald Adam, Judy Campbell, Wendy Thompson, Rosamund John, Sally Gray and Megs
Jenkins make up the medical contingent in a little gem from the heyday of
British Cinema.
“Cottage
to Let” is a wartime comedy thriller, based on the play by Geoffrey Kerr,
adapted by Anatole de Grunwald and J.O.C. Orton and Directed by Anthony
Asquith.
The
story is centred around a Scottish Estate during World War II with a cottage to
let where the landowner is also a key British military inventor John Barrington
(Leslie Banks), who is working to perfect a bomb sight with his assistant Alan
Trently (Michael Wilding).
So
it is no surprise that the cottage becomes a focus of attention when, not only the new tenant Charles Dimble
(Alastair Sim), but a London evacuee Ronald (George Cole) and a downed RAF
fighter pilot Flt·Lieut. Perry (John Mills), all arrive at the same time, no
thanks to the very scatterbrained Mrs. Barrington (Jeanne De Casalis).
The
Germans are desperate to get their hands on the new bomb sight or its creator
and someone either in the main house or the cottage is a Nazi agent and the
only security is a Scotland Yard flatfoot posing as the Butler Evans (Wally
Patch).
Other
characters crucial to the tale are Mrs. Trimm (Muriel George), Dr. Truscott
(Hay Petrie), Mrs. Stokes (Catherine Lacey) and the romantic interest comes
from Helen Barrington (Carla Lehmann).
Cottage
to Let is a very enjoyable film and should not be missed.
“Went the Day Well?” is a World War II thriller, based on the story by Graham Greene and Directed by Alberto Cavalcanti.
The
residents of an English village during WWII welcome a platoon of soldiers who
are to be billeted with them, but the trusting residents eventually discover
that the soldiers are really German paratroopers who proceed to hold the
village captive in advance of a planned invasion.
The
Germans block all the roads, so no one is allowed in or out, so the villagers
must try to smuggle someone out to alert the outside world to the impending
invasion.
“Went
the Day Well?” is one not to be missed and is very watchable with a large
familiar cast that reads as a veritable who’s who of British Cinema in the
1930’s and 40’s including;
Leslie
Banks, C.V. France, Valerie Taylor, Marie Lohr, Harry Fowler, Norman Pierce,
Frank Lawton, Elizabeth Allan, Thora Hird, Muriel George, Patricia Hayes,
Mervyn Johns, Hilda Bayley, Edward Rigby, Johnnie Schofield, Ellis Irving,
Philippa Hiatt, Grace Arnold, Basil Sydney, David Farrar and John Slater.
I don’t know exactly what OBE stands for
It’s
one of those honours list pleasantries
But
it would seem that if you’ve got one
You
were a child molester in the Seventies
“In
Which We Serve” is a World War II drama, written by Noël Coward and Directed by Noël Coward and David Lean.
It
tells the story of a British Naval Destroyer, H.M.S. Torrin, from its construction
on the Clyde to its sinking during action in the Mediterranean Sea in World War
II, and is told in flashbacks by the survivors as they cling to a life raft.
Among
them are the ship's commanding officer Captain E.V. Kinross (Noël Coward),
Ordinary Seaman Shorty Blake (John Mills), Chief Petty Officer Walter Hardy
(Bernard Miles), Stoker (Richard Attenborough) and Flags (Michael Wilding).
But
although the men have served valiantly and heroically in their time aboard the
Torrin we also get to see the stoic and determined women behind them, Alix
Kinross (Celia Johnson), Freda Lewis (Kay Walsh), Kath Hardy (Joyce Carey) and
Maureen (Penelope Dudley Ward).
“In
Which We Serve” is a shameless story about naval heroism and was based on Lord
Mountbatten's wartime experiences and is a compelling and highly rated piece of
British cinema history.
“Love Story” is a romantic drama Directed by Leslie Arliss based on the short story by J.W. Drawbell.
Concert
pianist Lissa Campbell (Margaret Lockwood) learns that she has a serious heart
condition after a spate of fainting spells, so she vows to enjoy what time she
has left and gives up her music career.
On
taking her first holiday for many years she meets Kit Firth (Stewart Granger) in
Cornwall, a former pilot on medical leave after being having his sight impaired
by an exploding bomb while on active service.
As
a former mining engineer he fills his days searching the local mines and
locates a rare mineral Britain desperately needs for the war effort, which is
of interest to a Government appointee Tom Tanner (Tom Walls) who is staying at
the same hotel and has struck up a friendship with Lissa.
Tom
sends in a team of miners to begin production but following an explosion, Kit and
several others are trapped, but due to his knowledge of the mine workings, he
leads the others to safety.
“Random Harvest” is a romantic drama, based on James Hilton’s book of the same name and directed by Mervyn LeRoy.
Charles
Rainier (Ronald Colman) a shell shocked veteran of World War I wanders out of
the sanatorium and meets music hall star Paula Greer Garson who nurses him back
to health and marry and settle happily into a quiet humble life, until he is involved
in an accident which restores his original memories of a former life of wealth
and privilege while erases all recollection of his post-war life.
So,
a quiet and humble man disappears, and another man long missing as a casualty
of war, turns up and claims his vast inheritance.
So,
what of his devoted wife Paula, whom he no longer recognizes, what is she to do
to reclaim her love? And will love conquer all in the end?
The
film remains true to the Hilton novel and is one of the most beautiful and tender
movies I have ever seen.
The
acting is flawless, the cinematography memorable, the characterizations
multi-dimensional, the scenery gorgeous and the peerless direction adds to the
pleasure.
A
strong supporting cast aids the story telling
Susan
Peters as Kitty, Henry Travers as Dr Sims, Reginald Owen as Biffer, Bramwell
Fletcher as Harrison and Philip Dorn as Dr Benet.
A
film not to be missed.
“The
Lady Vanishes” is a thriller based on the story “The Wheel Spins” by Ethel Lina
White and directed by Alfred Hitchcock.
While
travelling in continental Europe, a rich young playgirl, Iris Matilda Henderson
(Margaret Lockwood), her friends Blanche and Julie (Googie Withers and Sally
Stewart) are stranded in the mountainous European country of Mandrika, along
with the rest of the passengers on a scheduled train delayed for 24 by a day
due to an avalanche, and as a result they are forced to spend the night in an
overcrowded Inn.
The
next day Iris says goodbye to her girlfriends before heading back to England to
get married but she receives a blow to the head from a falling flower pot and a
middle aged English governess named Miss Froy (Dame May Whitty) takes her under
her wing, and they spend some time in the dining car before taking their seats
in their compartment where Iris promptly falls asleep.
When
she wakes up Miss Froy is nowhere to be seen and she knew she was on the train
but none of the people who saw them together will corroborate her story and she
is universally dismissed and a possible concussion is cited as the cause.
Only
one person is prepared to humour her, an Englishman named Gilbert Redman
(Michael Redgrave), a musicologist, but will his help be enough to find Miss
Froy?
As
you would expect with a Hitchcock Classic there is a depth of quality in the
cast to drive the story, Cecil Parker and Linden Travers as the Todhunter’s,
Basil Radford and Naunton Wayne as Charters and Caldicott, Catherine Lacy as the
Nun and Mary Clare as Baroness Athona all contribute to a great film.
“Mrs.
Miniver” is a romantic war drama based on the story
by Jan Struther and directed by William Wyler.
It
tells the story of the Miniver’s, an English middle-class family, as they
experience life in the first months of World War II.
The
film opens with Mrs Miniver (Greer Garson) returning on the train to the
idyllic village where she lives after a shopping trip to London and is desperately
trying to figure out how to tell her husband Clem (Walter Pidgeon) she has squandered
far too much on a frivolous new hat, although she needn’t have worried because
Clem was in a similar position as he’d bought himself a new car.
When
she disembarks from the train, the stationmaster, Mr. Ballard (Henry Travers),
asks Mrs Miniver’s permission to name a rose he's cultivated after her for the
flower show, and her gracelful acceptance brings about her first encounter with
Lady Beldon (Dame May Whitty) the formidable Lady of the Manor.
However
it was not to be the last, because their oldest son, Vin (Richard Ney), having
left Oxford for the RAF, courts and marries Lady Beldon's granddaughter Carol
(Teresa Wright).
But
war touched the people of the village, Clem took his small boat to Dunkirk and
his wife captured a downed German Pilot and again more tragically when a bad
raid took the lives of several villagers on the day of the flower show,
including newlywed Carol.
The
film won a host of Oscars including Best Picture, Best Actress for Greer
Garson, Best Supporting Actress for Teresa Wright, Best Director for William
Wyler, and all well deserved.
While there were also other nominations, Walter Pidgeon for Best Actor, Henry
Travers for Best Supporting Actor and Dame May Witty for Best Supporting
Actress, but lost to her fellow cast member Teresa Wright.
I think it was the penultimate scene between Greer Garson and Teresa Wright
that won them both Oscars.
But
judge for yourselves, I would suggest that you have to see it, I can't say more
than that; the hardest of hearts will be moved.
“Dawn
Patrol” is a war drama based on the story by John Monk Saunders and Directed by
Edmund Goulding.
In
1915 in France, Major Brand (Basil Rathbone) has the burden of command of the
39th Squadron of the Royal Flying Corps sending pilots to almost certain death
every day.
The
young airmen go up daily in bullet-riddled “crates” and the casualty rate is
appalling, but Brand can't make the high command at headquarters see reason,
and if that was not enough insubordinate air ace Captain Courtney (Errol Flynn)
and his sidekick Scott (David Niven) are constant thorns in Brand's side.
The
film is a very gritty and accurate look at life, and death, in a Royal Flying
Corps fighter squadron and has a strong supporting cast including, Donald Crisp,
Melville Cooper, Barry Fitzgerald, Carl Esmond, Peter Willes and Morton Lowry.
It’s in a state of disgrace
Resulting from detestable behaviour
Where hatred and contempt reign
And despicable acts are the norm
Simple pure unadulterated odium
Hatred and condemnation
Loathing and contempt
Disrepute or infamy
Hate coupled with disgust
Pure unadulterated odium
That’s why I avoid the forum
My mum’s family were born and bred in Bermondsey, East London at a time when poor really meant poor and there was no welfare state safety net.
In those days you worked, or you went without and even if
you did work you didn’t earn a lot and there was nothing left for luxuries.
For example, you didn’t have was a holiday there was no
money for that.
No one got to go off to Benidorm for two weeks in the sun
at the taxpayers’ expense like those on benefits today.
The closest thing the East Londoners got to a holiday was
the three weeks in September spent in the Kent countryside picking hops.
Apart from the working men folk the whole family migrated
to the Kent hop fields using whatever means of transport suited their pocket.
My Aunty Kay couldn’t afford the train or bus, so she
walked.
It took her three days to walk, and she would sleep in
the hedgerows or woods along the route, and she would work extra hard so she
could afford the train home otherwise she walked back to Stepney as well.
They worked hard for three weeks every September picking the
hop flowers and filling bushel baskets
My grandmother used the money to buy winter clothes for
the kids and hopefully have enough left over to save a bob or two for Christmas