My Uncle is a great cat lover
And he’s always been a smashing bloke
But after he came to visit, my cat
Is recovering from a massive stroke
My Uncle is a great cat lover
And he’s always been a smashing bloke
But after he came to visit, my cat
Is recovering from a massive stroke
When you’re on the pull
If
you want to break the ice
Say
something funny
Or
say something nice
Be
devastatingly witty
Or
say something clever
Be
complimentary
Or
just lie in your endeavour
“Do
I know you?”
You
can enquire of her
“Because
you look
A
lot like my next partner”
“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.
New health warnings should be
On bottles and tins for us to see
Warnings clearly on display:
That the consumption of alcohol may
Create the illusion that you are tougher, faster
Lucy Llama was happily surprised
With
a weekend break by her stag
So
she rewarded him with a kiss
And
in a fluster said Alpaca bag
Popular culture is very influential
And
I think it’s brilliant, in my view
How
the Chinese made a language
Entirely
out of pretentious tattoos
Poetry is remarkable for
The
amount of joy it brings
But
please poets, we do get it,
Things
are like other things