I am led to believe that radio presenters would be expected to “dress for dinner” even though no member of the public would ever see them.
In the days of black and white TV, women wore black lipstick so that it would show up better. Nowadays 'tis Goths whom wear black lippy.
Two of my favourite filums are in black and white.
The Brave Don’t Cry, was about a Scottish mine disaster. Although there were a number of fatalities, a heroic rescue brought out many men alive. Due to the mine filling up with “Firedamp”, a mixture of flammable gasses, the men had to brought out wearing breathing apparatus.
The standard rescue packs couldn’t be used because it took three months for people to be properly trained in their use, and there weren’t enough of breathing sets to go round.
Fire Stations for several miles round donated something like 87 rebreather sets so the men could be led out in groups through an old gas filled tunnel. 'Twas a very remarkable rescue, and a very good film.
My other favourite oldie is called, Went the Day Well. Filmed during WW2 and using real soldiers for part of it, it’s about Nazis brutally infiltrating a small English village, and the eventual fightback by the locals. To my mind it is a much better than The Eagle has Landed that came out several decades later.
well seen the eagle has landed ad nauseum now so will look up your suggestion. Maybe it’sa sign of ageing as we start to enjoy the black and white fillums more so and those dating around the war years and preceeding them to - reminds me of that good old nostalgic one now " the way we were " with barbara Streisand and who was it the heart throb of the 60’s and was in the african one too with some other famous usa actress?? when they have all gawn then I know it’s my turn. I sat in an anniversary large family dinner a few years back whilst I was still working and active - but the celebrity was a dear oldl gentleman who I knew and loved well/ Kids were running around screaming - adults were moving around eating and drinking and the old guy was getting ignored quite frequently ; his english wasn’t that good. So I sat with him and chatted and people tried to distract me but I resisted, and then the light bulb moment occured. Yes when all your own contemporaries and died and gone on then it it time for you too up sticks and bails and move on out. So admisted all this noise and music and babble this guys daughter came over to me and him and simply asked " are you ready to go home now dad?" and he looking very tired and haggard simple said “yes I am ready to go” and we simple saw him out and bade him goodnight. Several weeks later he finally departed this realm?
an old hearing problem perhaps? yes that certainly brought back haunted memories or is that flaunted memories? yippee aye oh yippee aye heh?? I love these picturette scenes of a group of “oldies” in an OAP home - remember that fillum with the scottish comedian billy O’Conolly in where the elderlies would sit around in their discussion group ; knitting needles threshing away ; nurses popping pills whilst they all held separate conversations or unrelated topics but all fitting in so well??
I know bring your attention to a fillum I recommended some while ago and just got no response and of course as I have become accustomed to I do not require one here also!!
Dancing at Lughnasa - starring Meryl Streep etc etc - excellent poignant; many funny moments and of course at the end a very weepy ending - the final dialogue by the young lad Michael now a grown young man is very poignant and weepy if you are that kind I will say no more as I may spoil it for yuz all!!
75 days, of utter craze
3577 days of daily daze
Words irresistible to the maze
Grab the Axe, Purple haze
One geezer, single phase
Reincarnation, interest raise
Same old slut, ego graze
No solution, time erase
as I was scribbling one day
my scribblers pad just blew away
so then I wrote upon my knee
but ran out of space at ankle lee
but then I switched to other leg
until my pencil bled and bled
I tried to write upon my back
filled up the shoulders ran out of cracks
my lead got tangle in hairy legs
or was that my nib a dib dib dib?
well never mind I might go blind
if I keep writing all the time?
there was an old lady from Worcestshire
who loved riding up a Sur on
once spittie said nippon
she said I will grippon
and she held on so bloody tight!!
