Yes, there are many Desperados around, but thinly spread.
We need desperados to keep this thread going Spitty.
Sorry, for short posts - I am here tonight
Just don’t post Short Shorts, who wears Short Shorts.
Everytime you put the TV on, Phillip Schofield is stroking a pussy, has the world gone mad???
I do in the Summer. But I never drink them.
Good Night Posssoms ( So glad I can spell P:mrgreen:)
It is more important, to pass P, in a timely fashion.
magic spittie - should be played at all weddings; funerals and church every sunday morn!
and NO you are not a scoundrel - trigger happy with a jackhammer maybe BUT not a scoundrel and I will stand with…oh well never mind all that drivel!
I remember seeing a film called Dirty Rotten Scoundrels.
That is all I can remember, now it will annoy me, as I can’t remember if it was good or not!
Sorry, Good Morning Possums
It was very good, the follow up not so.
Who was in it? I can’t be bothered to google.
Follow up??? Missed that.
In the original it was Michael caine, and Tony Curtiss, can’t remember the birds name.
Really? Now I have to google. x
yes watched that - excellent acting and very humorous! - bit dated now
Bedtime Story is a 1964 comedy film made by Pennebaker Productions. It was directed by Ralph Levy and produced by Stanley Shapiro with Robert Arthur as executive producer from a screenplay by Stanley Shapiro and Paul Henning. The music score was by Hans J. Salter and the cinematography by Clifford Stine.
The film stars Marlon Brando, David Niven and Shirley Jones, and was later the basis for the 1988 comedy film Dirty Rotten Scoundrels starring Steve Martin and Michael Caine.
Where did I get Tony Curtiss from???
I did wonder.
Thought it dain’t look right, there is only one S in Curtis.
thanks SP that was lovely to read that - I might try to find it on utube?
Good Luck on that Gummy.
I have enjoyed the past five years on this forum & especially here on SCRIBBLES, my first port of call.
My meanderings have been largely based on my illustrious career in retailing albeit some of it was in hindsight a tad too much in the style of “Blue remembered hills”. (Dennis Potter.)
There never was an Uncle Vivian, there’s a surprise. He was a patchwork of snatched bits of many folks I have known. He was, in fact, the best friend I never had, my loss.
I have had a light bulb moment, an epiphany.
In the light of my failing health, I have harped back to happier days, rather than living in the moment. I intend to live more in the moment, warts and all.
Not to wallow in it but to share my current view of my & our world.
Welcome to my new world chums