Supporting actresses can be more appealing in certain circumstances.
Mind you, the Stones saw fit for a tribute, was it Honky Tonk Women?
Yet another slant on Film stars…
Funny how the mind works when viewing the film stars as a child and then as an adult. For me as a nipper Flash Gordon was the big man who was there to save me and the planet at all cost…In real life he could have actually have been 4 foot nothing in his socks but it mattered not as he was my on screen hero…it was that simple.
Then as the years slipped by the screen idols took on a different meaning. They were mostly handsome, always brave and sometimes daringly sexy…and this is where the mind stepped in. Many had their favourites picture plastered all over their bedroom walls and would walk a mile just to watch one of their films… then go home and dream all kinds of wonderful dreams all of which including being loved or rescued by said actress or actor.
Me…well I had figured out along with Flash and Alan Ladd that size apparently does matter and whilst the screen blows things out of all proportion they were still just actors, huge or not living too far away from our street to matter…and worshipping from afar never did amount to much. 
Apart from that I was happily giving my heart to lads more my own age, size and who were far more accessible.:-D:-D:-D
“To Kill a Mocking Bird” that was a truly great book and film Pug. 
I’m afraid I couldn’t see the attraction in Hayley Mills either, except maybe the time she flashed her bum in the film “The Family Way”, to see that on the screen back in 1966 was a rare rear sight indeed. My one and only screen goddess was Marilyn Monroe., with Diana Dors as a close second, not for their acting abilities, they just looked great to me when they were in their haydays.
All the stories we heard about Alan Ladd size, his female lead stars had to be specially selected by height, and when they couldn’t get the right sized girl to fit the part and had to use one taller than him they had to dig a long trench for her to walk alongside him.
He was renown for his remarkable ability of falling asleep standing up when on set, on one occasion he was making a western with John Wayne and Ladd had nodded off while wearing a sombrero, as a cameraman was maneuvering his camera around the scene Wayne whispers to him “Don’t kick that big hat fella, there’s a man under it” 
That mention of Hayley Mills bare bum got me thinking.
All this talk about Loo roll panic buying had me peeking into the bathroom cupboard to see if I did have the necessaries. I have 2 tucked away and one on the go so if nothing untowards occurs I’m OK till my next shop.
Feeling at peace with the world I wandered into the garden and saw the next door neighbours dog do its bit for the doggy world and then clean itself by neatly sliding it’s rear end along the grass…and then it struck me…why don’t we do that if there is a shortage! Eureka.
Disregarding the sight of an elderly old gal sliding her bare arse along the lawn think of the benefits…good for the grass, cost nothing and air freshner thrown in free of charge…
Bet your glad you didn’t think of that. :-D:-D
I was just thinking of all the ladies up in the local on Bingo night. Funny enough the back wall of the ladies toilets is also the back wall at the end of Mrs Kelly’s garden and her beautiful lawn, all the landlord need do is make a door in the wall and the women would have all the grass they need, mind you Mrs Kelly cuts her grass very tight so one would have to squat down hard to achieve satisfaction, as for permission from Mrs Kelly, it wouldn’t be needed, the lawn could be confiscated under the emergency powers act, and no jacks roll sure is an emergency in a world where we have all got used to soft wipes on our soft parts, problem solved, muchos grassy asses.
The native Americans had that problem sorted, they wore a piece of cloth at the front and back of their private parts, it had a dual role, it preserved modesty and acted as loo roll at the same time. With regular washing those cloths lasted a long time and were kind to the environment, think of the old babies nappies.;-)
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I see a wealthy 60 year old Polish woman has given birth to a baby girl, she had special treatment and monitored all the way through her pregnancy, both are doing fine.
But that’s nothing compared to a woman in Egypt, she was 400 years old when she became a Mummy. Boom! boom!
Good one Jem!
Yebbut,can you imagine the look on her chap’s face when she informed him,Jem?!? I bet he just crumbled…
But that’s nothing compared to a woman in Egypt, she was 400 years old when she became a Mummy. Boom! boom! 
Brilliant…or as Frank Carson would say “that’s a cracker” however it has left me with a song that has been going around my head…what do they call them Earworms!. Still the old mummifiers would have sorted that problem out quick enough then stuck a bandage on. Job done.
Looks like that old Pharoahs curse thingie is now active on Pizzas. Pizza Hut and KFC are within spitting distance of the Pyramids and the Spinx which I am sure over the years has miffed the mummies somewhat.
Bet they all got together and said “enough is enough… lets wrap this up”
I,being the dashed fine chap what I am,just assisted an elderly lady of the female variety,to re-shoe her horse. Well,when I say ‘‘assisted’’ I do,of course,mean ‘‘did all the work’’ myself,including trimming his hooves [which is why it’d come off in the first place]-and was rewarded with ‘‘Could you possibly poo-pick for me while you’re here? It’s my hips,you know. I find bending difficult these days’’. So yes,yer man ended up traipsing around massive a field with a wheelbarrow full of horseshi…er…I mean,tottering around the field being ‘informed’ which poos to pick up!!!
Apparently one has to leave them to ‘mature’ [Yes,that’s exactly what I thought! Great minds DO think alike] for a while,prior to actually spreading the damned things on one’s toast.
WHY,do you female types want horses ANYWAY?
I need espresso and a guitar-in that order!
I think that elderly lady saw you coming Pugs and thought I can rein this one in. She cetainly put you through your paces but be thankful she didn’t shove a bit in yer mouth and lead you off into temptation. You know what these horsey types are like. ;-)
The only horse I have ever owned is my clothes horse. It may look a bit knackered now but it has stood me in good stead over the years and no poo picking needed either
I had a strange dream last night, I have never before had a mountain featured in a dream, but there I was in a pair of flimsy silk pyjamas sitting on top of a huge mountain freezing to death, surrounded by snow I was looking down on the white clouds passing by, then suddenly a fierce wind blew me off the mountain and I woke up on the bedroom floor looking up at the wife’s fat posterior beached at the edge of the mattress, she had made one gigantic move to successfully dump mankind from the bed, Oh dear God, if ever a man suffered.;-)
It seems to me that back in the time of Christ and indeed long before that, mountains played a big part in peoples lives.
Flip through any bible or religious writings and mountains are everywhere. People went to pray on mountains, fasted on mountains, asked for favours from God on mountains, Christ himself was tempted by the devil on a mountain, Moses gets his ten commandants on a mountain, Noah’s ark lands atop a mountain, Christ ascends to heaven from a mountain etc etc.
I am tempted to ask what would they have done without mountains? What about the faithful who lived on the flat desert? The seafarers who spent months at sea, never seeing a mountain?
Even today we have songs advising us to “Go tell it on a mountain” and “Now I shout it from the highest hill” The EC once had a butter mountain, Abraham was on a mountain when he offered to slice his son’s head off to please the Lord, and what about Mohamoud, he had a whole mountain come to him, some folks have all the luck.
I’m now convinced that the bible could never have been written without mountains, perhaps someone should write a new flat bible for those of us who don’t have a mountain handy.
Here’s my favourite song about mountains, written by that great old songwriter of yore Percy French and performed here by Don McLean, lovely scenic spot too.
Good for you Pug, all those horsey folk live longer than the rest of us, must be something to do with the horse shit, there are more centurions in the horse game that any other game, so you can look forward to extra time after that good deed.
Funny thing we had our own version of a verse in “Mountains of Mourne” about the digging for gold in the street.
“And for all that I found there I might as well be
Shovelling up shit on the Isle of Capri”
God I’m bored stiff today and it’s lashing rain outside, the wife’s having her afternoon nap and the dog keeps dropping the ball in front of me wanting to play in the garden, no deal Rocky.
Another “Carry on” film on the TV, alright they were funny at the time but do we still need to have them rammed down our necks? They must think everyone over 60 has dementia and can’t remember the films so they have a sort of merry-go-round system for us oldies, and let’s face it, we are the only ones who watch TV any more, hence the bombardment of life insurance and “don’t forget us in your will” ads.
Jem, it is possible you are making a mountain, out of a molehill.
Oh! Please,Sir;over here,sir!
I watched-sort of-a Carry On film today,sir! Carry On Constable,actually-and what caught my eye was actually Leslie Philips,he of ‘The Navy Lark’ fame.
Although I was Hellishly busy,I actually brought proceedings to a halt while’t a very fine film was watched. Yes,I agree it’s facile by today’s standards,plus yes the humour mayhap past it’s ‘Sell by’’ date-but a JOLLY good feel-good film,nonetheless. Oh-and ALL of us sat and watched,with tea & ginger biccies! [coz when it comes to to Carry On films,Sid James is KING!]
Scribblers, there is a problem! all these era filums, what if a minion felt the nostalgia at the premiere, what’s left 50 years on.
Browsing the various news papers this morning a line from an article caught my left eye…Brace up, show some gritty British discipline and wear a vest!..so being one of those true blue gritty Northerners made from sterner stuff I gripped my hot water bottle more tightly and read on 
Question was about heating and this planets problem “is October a bit early to be putting the heating on?”.
If you are over a certain age sitting there freezing… No it is not.
Considering you have to be dead to see a doctor these days catching a cold should be avoided at all costs and lets be honest here Pensioners invented the ‘lets have a Duvet Day’ cos they can’t afford to put the darned heating on anyway. :shock:
Preaching to us oldies who remember what real cold without central heating was like is a bit like carrying coals to Newcastle. Back in the day many of us who experienced that kind of freezing cold saved the planet many times over so did our bit. Now where are me gloves and shawl
We’ve been lighting the fire since the beginning of this month Solo, actually the government here start to pay the fuel allowance on October 1st, if you don’r start using heating fuel from then on they want their money back at the end of the Winter year, … fat chance.
I always liked Sid James Pug, he had a head on him like a half chewed toffee as me Mother used to say, I was very surprised to read he was not a cockney by birth, he was born Solomon Joel Cohen to a wealthy Jewish family in Johannesburg South Africa and didn’t come to Britain until 1945, he worked as a diamond cutter for some time before he went into acting, he was a hard man for the gambling I believe. Rest his soul he was always was good entertainment, and who can forget his crackly laugh.
I’m so glad you brought up molehills Spitty gives me an excuse to talk about wormholes.
There could be wormholes on top of some mountains as they all fit into the same latitude. What are wormholes?
“Wormholes are solutions to the Einstein field equations for gravity that act as “tunnels,” connecting points in space-time in such a way that the trip between the points through the wormhole could take much less time than the trip through normal space” Wiki.
As I’ve said many times all this stuff is way beyond me, but it still holds a strange fascination for me.
I watched a documentary about wormholes in space the other night, very interesting, it showed a huge “Gateway to the stars” somewhere in Mexico where a huge doorframe is built into a solid rock mountain, at the bottom is a small door where it’s said that thousands of years ago a high priest took a disc of gold, inserted it into a indenture in the door and disappeared body and soul into space, people pray there today and some scientists believe the door to be the opening of a wormhole.
There are areas of high magnetic fields stretching right across the equator to the pyramids in Egypt and these places seem to attract the most UFO sightings, the Bermuda triangle is along that latitude too, it could be they are landmarks for ancient space travellers who came here thousands of years ago and thought mankind many things, it’s believed they use blackhole-wormhole-transportation, they still drop by every now and then to see how we’re getting on, bet they’re very disappointed with us and sorry they bothered in the first place.
Seems to me wormholes are the way to go, forget all that travelling to Mars at great risk and enormous expense, just find the end hole of a wormhole, climb in and you can travel where you like for free.
“Scientific artists impression of the Cygnus X-1 blackhole, scientists have theorised that a bridge between two black holes can create a stable wormhole"
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You may say it’s all poppycock, too many holes in that theory, but I’m going to investigate further, starting by going out to the back garden tonight to see if I can find a big enough wormhole so as I can disappear for a while, if successful I’ll tell you all about it when I get back, if I don’t get back I’ll be floating around the arsehole of a wormhole forever, hope the smell is not too bad.;-)
Jem, you know your stuff, are there any particles in a Wormhole? and, are they likely to collide??
And, are there two sets of testicles on a worm?