THERE IS KNOWLEDGE I NEED TO KNOW # 8

 

There is knowledge I need to know

I’m sorry I don’t mean to blether

But why do they call “flats” apartments

When they are all stuck together

RED FACED VISAGE

 

The man’s face was crimson red

And heavily pockmarked too

Like he recently been on fire

And put out with a Golf shoe

ALL-TIME CLASSIC MOVIE FAVOURITES – THE SKY'S THE LIMIT (1943)

 

“The Sky's the Limit” is a Musical Romantic Comedy, screenplay by Frank Fenton and Lynn Root and Directed by Edward H. Griffith.

Flying Tiger Fred Atwell (Fred Astaire) and his squadron are on a coast-to-coast personal appearance tour, but he is tired and bored with all the attention and he knows he only has two weeks to have fun so he sneaks away from his famous squadron's train and goes in search of a few days leave away from the spotlight.

He travels incognito for a day or so in the guise of a carefree drifter until he goes to a Cabaret and meets photographer Joan Manion (Joan Leslie) and quickly falls for her.

Initially she gives him the brush off, but eventually she takes pity on him and tries to get him a job, but he is resistant, but he was only interested in being with her but eventually his time runs out and he has to leave, without her knowing his true identity.

Her boss sends her to do a story on the Flying Tigers, and she is still aware until the last moment that Fred is one of them, and they have a big kiss goodbye before he jumps on the plane.

 

Astaire and Leslie have a wonderful chemistry, in this very under-rated film even though many critics consider it to be one of Fred's worst movies, personally I don't understand why.

In addition, Robert Benchley puts in one of his best, patented befuddled speaker routines.

So, take my advice don't listen to the critics, watch the movie for yourself, it has wit, romance, good music, and trademark dance routines; I promise you will not be disappointed.

MOTHERS DAY PRAYER

 

All her life, she’d been

Likened to her Mum

A chip off the old block

Birds of a feather

Two sides of the same coin

And just the other day

She was asked

How are you different to your Mum?

She replied that she hoped

In as fewer ways as possible

MOTHER’S DAY

 

Don’t forget mum on Mother’s Day

A bottle of something I think

And just remember that it is you

That drives her to drink

21st CENTURY NURSERY RHYMES # 307

 

Saw ye Eppie Marly, honey,

The woman that sells anything, honey?

She's lost her virtue and a' her money,

Wi' following a Goodtime Charlie, honey.

MAKING YOUR MARK

 

It doesn’t matter what your political affiliations are or what issue is most important to you.

It doesn’t matter if you study every word in the party manifestoes or attend all the major debates and wrestle with your conscience long into the night.

Because at the end of the day after all the weeks of campaigning and electioneering it doesn’t matter in which box you put your cross for the government will always get in.