I am tempted...
...to wear this one:
http://images.play.com/covers/3362036x.jpg
next time I have cause to fly somewhere (for those without a Junior Pocket Microscope model 3a, it has a tank on it, and the phrase or saying "To The Pub").
Fail.
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"There was also an exceptionally dire "alien invasion" mini-series (from the 1990's, I think). It started off with an alien craft being shot down by the RAF and ended with a giant, pulsating, mutant blob being nuked in the Scottish highlands. Can't recall the name but it was *truly* awful."
I remember that - $DEITY, I wish I didn't - and it was a bowl of dicks from beginning to end. Also the female lead looked like a hamster.
...to revisit La Stob's sublime "Under Torch Wood"?
http://www.regdeveloper.co.uk/2006/11/06/torchwood/
I must confess to being somewhat underwhelmed by the Dokta Oho revival, the more so once the sublime Ecclescake was replaced by a gurning muppet. Also, there haven't been enough Daleks.
"Margaret Thatcher invented global warming so she could bring nuclear energy to the UK."
Sorry, but the above is Clearly Bollocks. The UK had, by my reckoning, sixteen nuclear power stations connected to the National Grid when the Witch of Grantham was elected, with three more under construction. Only Torness, Sizewell B and (possibly) Heysham 2 were built under Thatch.
Equally ironic that his first name is an anagram of "drongo".
The bowl of dicks that is NuLabour has passed more legislation than any other gubbinsment in history, to the extent that neither they nor the polis seem to know what's legal any more. I'd like to think that should the Monster Raving Tory Party win the next general election, the first thing they'd do is can 2/3 of it, but that would be a prime case of hope triumphing over experience.
Paris, coz she's a Class A intellect in comparison with the average member of the gubbinsment.
A while back, I was mildly surprised to learn that Chris "Oo-er I've Got A Sore Throat" Cornell was to do the theme for "Casino Royale", and more surprised when it turned out to be one of the better parts of what was mostly utter bobbins. However, I'd pay over the odds to see a Bond James Bond film with Tool doing the theme song.
Sadly, practically the only thing that the film "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" has in common with the books (for they were published as a series of three) is the name. Even as a small Mr Larrington I loathed the film from the depths of what passes for my soul due to its unutterable wetness in comparison with the written version. No gangsters, no guns, no explosions.
Bah!
The cover blurb of "Guilt Edged" by the improbable-sounding Merlin Minshall claims /he/ was the prototype for James Bond. Prior to joining Naval Intelligence (where he worked alongside Fleming) Minshall's unlikely escapades included crossing Europe from the Channel to the Black Sea in a barge-yacht, competing in the Le Mans 24 Hours and the Monte Carlo Rally and being the first person to cross the Sahara on a motorbike. Wartime exploits included attempting to block the Danube in Romania in order to cut off oil supplies to the Third Reich. He also warrants several mentions in Len Deighton's "Blood, Tears And Folly" - deighton wrote the foreward to "Guilt Edged" and his name appears on the cover in slightly larger letters than thos of the actual author!
I /was/ on the London Underground on 7/7. And I missed the Harrods and Baltic Exchange attacks by a few minutes. I wasn't scared of the IRA then, and I'm not scared of self-styled "Islamic" terrorists now.
I /am/ scared of what the Government is doing to we, The People, in the name of counter-terrorism.
they already started it in other bits of Heathrow. A couple of weeks ago a chap posted to a forum wot I frequent that he'd returned to Heathrow from Mexico via Madrid with naught but a BRITONS' passport to identify him, but on attempting to continue to Newcastle was obliged to be mug-shotted and have his dabs taken.
He was miffed.
From the way the bishops have been reacting, you'd think that this time next year the streets would be awash with half-human half-warthog monsters, doubtless taking our women and our jobs. They won't.
The alien, because the bishops have been watching "The X-Files" and think it's a documentary,
I live in London. I own a car. And I've paid the CC precisely once since it was introduced, life being too short to attempt to avoid it while doing Walthamstow-Old Kent Road in a hired Transit during the rush hour.
And AC above should note that the 90% discount does /not/ apply to all Londoners - see http://www.tfl.gov.uk/assets/downloads/CC-discount-residents-leaflet.pdf
...perhaps we should all change our names weekly to Osama bin Laden / Kevin Phillips-Bong / Mahmoud Imadinnerjacket and keep applying for new ID cards until the system broke under the strain. Or just hunt down the idiots responsible for this farce and deport them to Uranus in three separate crates.
Ms. Hitllier said: "The passport database is certainly a very secure database. The average man and woman in the street are not worried about it."
We may not have been a year ago, toots, but we sure as hell are now. I'd like some kind of assurance along the lines of "If your personal details get out of this database, you are free to visit me at home and stab my spouse in the heart" please.
"I can't think of any state that doesn't restrict the sale of alcohol somehow"
As far as I can tell, the way drinkohol is sold in Nevada is pretty much the same as it is in the UK, viz. you can buy whatever you want from a horriblemarket or liquor store as long as you're old enough.
Paris, coz she can hold her liquor.
"Do you mind if I smoke?" asked Lady Phillipa, plucking an immense Meerschaum pipe and pouch from her crocodile handbag.
"Not if y'don't mind my wife throwing up." grunted Henry. Nonetheless, her ladyship stuffed the bowl with a nauseous rum-soaked shag called Périque, and lit up. Henry was half-cut and being important.
From Vivian Sanshall's sublime "Sir Henry At Rawlinson End", which DJ Random kindly played me on the way to work this morning.
...never appeared in the original.
Minder got poor in a hurry after Terry was replaced by a clothes horse; any further development will not be an improvement. Whoever came up with this idea should be deported to Uranus in at least three separate crates. 'urt, 'im, Terence.
Paris, coz even she's not dopey enough to come up with something this wrong.
"Exactly when in the last 60 years has a city been carpet bombed, fire bombed, or nuked?"
If you want an example of Thee Military-Industrial Complex indiscriminately bombing the crap out of a civilian population, try Laos in the early seventies. Between 1971 and 1973 the USAF planted more ordnance on Laos than was dropped worldwide during World War II. You might also like to note the long-term effects of the use of Agent Orange against Vietnamese civilians: http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2003/mar/29/usa.adrianlevy. I hope you're not maintaining that cluster bombs and chemical weapons are OK if used only against /rural/ types?
In the halcyon days before 11/9, historian John Keegan wrote "air power and international morality now march in step", but somehow I think he missed the irony.
Coz if Jeltes Consulting
o really exist, and
o specialise in "Specialist Technology Consultants, Management Consultants, PC Network Design & Implementation, PC Programming, Internet Design"
one might just possibly expect them to have their own web-site. And I fon't think my Google-Fu is /that/ bad...
I only came in for a tube of Pringles
Sour cream & chives.
As a member of a motley bunch of cyclists who are wont to frequent petrol stations in the still watches of the night, I should like to assure the trade that I ain't coming anywhere near one of those things on a bicycle.