Everyone had dodgy nicknames in them days, didn't they? Nobby's Stiles for example...
Everyone had dodgy nicknames in them days, didn't they? Nobby's Stiles for example...
Was at the youngest's nativity play this morning (11 minutes from start to finish, good work Mr Flint) and was sat next to a dad I go to Notts with who is Irish. His son was one of the 3 kings, I pointed out he was opposed to monarchy and that he had sold out.
I trust that he pointed out the original text makes no mention of them being kings.
The big news would be finding three wise men and a virgin in Radcliffe. I suppose that's why it's a hotbed of acting out make believe.
I’ve been informed by the wife, who went to the daytime showing (for mums, rich business owners, lazy) that my kids one lasts 45mins.
Whilst that’s far too long, it should finish at 6.15. So after taking into account the faffing after and short walk home I should be fine for the second half of the football.
I send my mother to these things. She can at least pretend to enjoy them.
The theme tune to Grange Hill is called 'Chicken Man', written and performed by a chap call Alan Hawkshaw and was released as a single on this day in 1979.
Good factoid.
Also theme tune to Give us a Clue.
Watching Indiana Jones 3 with my son and explaining that the Hitler actor had played an Empire Strikes Back Admiral who was also evil, as well as Mr Bronson who was worse.
Top parenting.
Did I ever mention my Danny Kendall story?
It's not quite as impressive as the Ross Kemp memoir, but its up there.
Is it as good as Russ being Berni Clifton’s roadie?
Few anecdotes are.
I believe I’ve mentioned before that one of the things I remember about being an extra in Last Crusade was another extra (my dad’s boss’s (Brigadier) son) yelling “Eyup, it’s Mister Bronson!” when he caught sight of Hitler.
Mr Bronson. The root of modern fascism. Whodathunkit?
Getting some excellent mileage from this one. Bonus points for ‘eyup’.
Fuck me, never knew that.
Getting some excellent mileage from this one. Bonus points for ‘eyup’.
My memory outright refuses he shouted anything other than stated. I can’t remember where they were from but I do remember my dad fucking hating the Brigadier.
Not that this was all that out of the ordinary for some of his bosses.
Mr Bronson. The root of modern fascism. Whodathunkit?
Danny Kendall. Please do keep up.