Tomorrow starts off a week of top class racing at Royal Ascot. This is my favourite week of the year, far better to me than Liverpool or Epsom (Grand National and Derby weeks).
On day one I shall have several of my old mates and one or two dames from my old now closed local over to my place for drinks, smokes, and grub, the next day it will be someone else’s turn and so on for the rest of the week. all jobs will be put on hold. As you know I’m not the sporting type, racing being my only sport so the wife is 100% with me on this.
To honour this special event I am offering a daily prize to my fellow scribblers if they can guess the colour of the Queen’s outfits on each day, the bookies do it so it’s a very popular bet especially with the lady folk. The winner will receive a drink of their choice from me, they have a choice of six different types of tea bag, Lyon’s, Barry’s, Musgrave, PG Tips, Lipton’s, or Twinings.
My guess for her outfit on day one is Yellow/lemon. Mean while it’s back to work for me now, so get cracking on the outfits and no vulgar answers please, she would not be amused.
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Livid Puke.
Her colour choices are always quite awful, and I am quite sure she knows and does it on purpose. :twisted:
Livid Puke:lol: how disrespectful of you Fruity, off with your head dilly dilly. Did you mean Liver Fluke?
“Liver fluke is a collective name of a polyphyletic group of parasitic trematodes under the phylum Platyhelminthes. They are principally parasites of the liver of various mammals, including humans” Wikipedia.
I want to know what colour she’ll be wearing not what she had for breakfast.
Shall I take that as a matt cream then?
So we have two yellow, a cream or off white, and a blue so far, Phyllis says pink but she’ll probably change her mind just minutes pre the carriage coming down the track before the first race. There’s a thought now, I wonder will her new American in law be in the second carriage? this will probably be her first Ascot.
Ever notice in films when an actor is playing the part of a painter, and when the camera shows what he’s painting the painting is always finished and he just stands there fluting around with a dry brush on the canvass, who are they trying to fool, whenever I see this it sort of breaks the reality of the story for me and I realise he is only pretending, the whole idea of a good film is to make everything appear to be realistic.
Same with a sculptor working on a statue or a stonemason on a tombstone, he’s always on the very last letter, “here’s one I made earlier” springs to mind. Yes I know, I’ve little to be complaining about but you have to point things out to sort them out as they say. If an actor is going to play Michael Angelo he should at least take a few art lessons, and who knows he might even like it, just think of the great time Frank Finlay had practicing his role for Casanova.
I worked in a workshop in town and the boss had a wooden sculpture hanging above the workshop door, it was done by a well known artist from County Cork and it featured St. Joseph and the boy Jesus working in Joseph’s carpentry, Joseph was chiselling away at a block of wood while Jesus looked on. When he (the boss) was showing tourists around the workshop he would always point to the carving and say the same thing every time, he spent several years in the USA and had a slight American accent “Gee I’d never take on that Joseph guy and his son, they’ve been on that same piece of wood since I put them up there 10 years ago” Everyone of us sitting at the benches would groan out in slow harmony “Haw, haw, haw”
The thing is,Jem…do you REALLY want a full-screen cinematic close-up of Micky the Angel [as he’s known in the 'hood] tapping away at David’s erection with a little hammer???
Coz it used to be,y’know…until Micky the A whacked it with a hammer!
Apparently,that’s where the phrase ‘the hit’ originated…just ask the boys…[that’s them,over there…and there…oh and over there…]
Jem talking of wood carvings, I have a story to tell.
Quite a few years back I made a TV series for a Japanese company.
The director was quite famous as he has made a few films, but he spoke no English, so we had a translator. The filming took place in Dorney, which was good for me, as I stayed with my Aunt in Windsor.
The majority of filming took place in this old Tudor Mansion, which was adapted to look the part. The Lord who owned this place and the land was really nice to me, he collected me each morning and took me to my Aunts each evening. I played the psychic Nella Jones, as it was the work she did with the police in helping capture the Yorkshire Ripper. Now I didn’t know anything much about that case. So I was shocked!!!
Anyway, in Tudor Times the gentry had their own churches, the church that was used for some other scenes was just unbelievable! The carvings were something that I had never come across before.
At the side of the altar, was this door, I wanted badly to know what was behind this door.
On the last day of filming, most of the crew had left, so I asked this Lord Whatever, what was behind the door.
He fetched a key and opened it just for me. I have never felt so overwhelmed by what I felt and saw in my life!
In those long bygone days, ladies lost so many children, it was tradition, I guess, to have a carving made of their little faces.
The whole room from floor to ceiling was adorned with carved wooden little faces. All those little ones that died!!! I cried I can tell you.
A very interesting and unusual story Sweetie, I wouldn’t blame you crying, the loss of a child is probably the worst thing that can happen to someone in any time period.
I don’t live far from Dublin’s main cemetery and back in the 50’s at an early hour in the morning I would sometimes see the odd fella on a bicycle with a little cardboard box on the back carrier cycling to “The Angels Plot” to bury a born dead infant, of course I was a mere boy then and always wondered what they had in the boxes, I was shocked when I later found out, the infant mortality rate was high back then, thankfully not so now.
Gummy, the Queen was in yellow as you and I said, we both share the prize, your half a tea bag is on it’s merry way to you, enjoy!
That is sad Jem. But I will not post sad again. We need to be happy.
Huh, trust Gummy to win!!! If I had won, I would have sent you to Eddie Rocket’s City Diner in O’Connell Street for a chocolate milkshake!!! So think yourself lucky:lol:
Yes that old boss of mine was a character, he was a Nordy from Newry and came from a very distinguished family up there, Philip were his name, rest his soul.
“Have ya heard of Phil the flutter from the town of Ballymuck
He hadn’t got a ha’penny and he didn’t give a… damn”
Love the gif Sweetie.
