What!?, why, that's disgusting.
No, I'm referring to Sangiovese and the proper means for transporting them down the treacherous hills of Tuscany.
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What!?, why, that's disgusting.
No, I'm referring to Sangiovese and the proper means for transporting them down the treacherous hills of Tuscany.
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I would certainly like some snow. The last summer wasn't too bad for where I live, but the ones before that were absolutely horrible! Most days were over 35 or 40 degrees C (not sure in farenheit). I think the highest was about 46C. I hope this one coming up isn't that bad.
Suddenly picking grapes in the hills of Tuscany seems a little less romantic.
Snow is great as a concept, or upon Christmas cards, or for skiing holidays or for looking at through a triple glazed picture window. But not when its blowing down your neck as you,re going about your daily graft. My purple old lady coat cannot repel it.
Does the purple old lady coat have a fur collar?
Men's health is a hot topic on here. If Quimi's on to us, we'll have to use cyphers. Gapes is now out.
Should we refer to them as coals upon the ring of fire? Or Higgs Bosuns? ( fundament-al particles.)
"Gapes" is definately a contender. I like the subtle drop of the "r".
Suddenly, listening to Johnny Cash in the hills of Tuscany seems a little less romantic.
What about a cypher for ulcers?....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dYEzW8jEAjU
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Fellas, the script is looking pretty thin for this year's play.
You got anymore rhymes left in you?
Otherwise, we'll have to rely on Captain Beefheart's narration to fill in the gaps.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iqRHr5pEIFU ....Jocky where are you?
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So, I've been off trying to become rich and famous; but I had to come back to see what Parker has on the Christmas menu and how the Christmas Play is coming.
Watch out for the Hugs Basins, which may spontaneously happen after too much Christmas cheer (doesn't hold anythng together though). The Hogs Bisons are another matter. I'm not sure what the Hags Besons are, but The Hergs B side song is here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lVcJ6FKzYZ0
Hi Sounds. I was wondering the other day how you were getting on. How's the rich and famous project progressing?
We are thin on the ground for material Gilliatt. We'll have to plunder the other threads for stuff, or write about absent friends. Or perhaps we could do a year long roundup.
Sounds! so you're not dead. :party: Have you been brushing with fame?
:santasmil I've hugged many a bason in my Christmas' past.
GG. As its tea break..
A hunting we will go
A hunting we will go
Quark and Nutrin-ee-o
A hunting we will go
we stalk the wounded Lepton
and trap the cunning Muon
up spin or down spin its all the same to us
So weave your webs like spiders
aim your Hadron colliders,
Fermions or Tau its all the same to us .
But one thing you must know son.
Don't mess with a Higgs- Boson.
If you're going to con Cern its all the same to us.
Bob Calvert, the man whom I shall always hold in high esteem for writing the lyrics to I Lost My Heart to a Starship Trooper, has already written the song with which we close the show.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lFPLg...eature=related
Gawd! I went to see them in 1978.
Hawkwind are great.
I've been listening to them over the past 2 years, and I've just bought the lad their Eclipse album for xmas. He'll like them too. (He's into prog rock at the moment).
I remember a friend telling me that he - big disco buffoon that he was - once queued up to buy I Fell In Love With A Starship Trooper and had to ask for it after the chap in front had asked for Slaughterhouse Death Ray by The Manglers (or some such punky thing).