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RIP, Dave Mackay, plus other thoughts on football

First, Wiggia:

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The iconic picture at the head of this article shows the hard man image that he was labeled with, but he was a lot more than that, a very brave player who came back from two broken legs in an era when that sort of injury would normally mean the ending of your career and a player acknowledged as being hard but always fair, he was never sent off in a match.

Authentic productions

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Authenticity.  To me, it’s everything and so it seems to many of you too.

For example, the main reason the British version of Maigret – I mean the one with Michael Gambon, let’s leave the early version aside for now – was not so popular was that it was essentially a British police tele-drama, it did it really well, it was the best of British.

But that was the issue – it was British, not French, apart from the excellent opening credits. Similarly, van der Valk was excellent but the Dutchman was Barry Foster. To a native audience, a native production of an overseas book or series is fine but in this country, there are also people more discerning than that.…

Malfeasance [4]

You know I watch What’s My Line for its gentility, manners, for the nature of the time which, were you to believe the programme, abounded everywhere.

One episode had a young lady as mystery guest – a Miss Tuesday Weld [at 19:08]:

I must have watched this in my pre-knowledge days about half a dozen times and thought her precocious but pretty. It struck me at the time that she was another Hollywood brat who had not been brought up properly and was quite arrogant to boot but otherwise all right.…

Malfeasance [3]

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A blogger called Gorightly tracked down the original purveyor of the Weld Druid High Priestess thing, one Jeffrey Turner:

Mr. Turner is an interesting character. A google search of his name yields about three hits: one, at Tiffany.org, the web site devoted to Tiffany Renee Darwish, the once-popular singer; two, on google video, a preview of the documentary film I Think We’re Alone Now; and three, at Adam Gorightly’s Untamed Dimensions.

Malfeasance [2]

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After refusing the part of Rosemary in Rosemary’s Baby and of Lolita, much later Tuesday Weld was interviewed and asked why she had not taken Lolita, a part which would have been a perfect fit for her projected child coquette image which gained her parts in Hollywood.

She answered: “I didn’t have to play it. I was Lolita.”…

Miss Marple, Geraldine McEwen and YouTube

Not speaking ill of her, not in the least BUT one has to take issue with Geraldine McEwen’s attitude towards Miss Marple.  Saw an interview with her and she just couldn’t be bothered playing Miss Marple any more.

Miss Marple actress Geraldine McEwan dies, aged 82

And of course, one cannot access the real Miss Marple any more on YouTube.

Not GMcE’s fault – it’s YouTube’s fault and that of the programme makers.  Joan Hickson did very few and even less found their way to YouTube, whereas the modern versions with GMcE are ubiquitous.  Plus that other one.

Looked for a Miss Marple [Hickson] just now on YouTube – not a single one in the original but there were versions with foreign sub-titles.

One episode had twelve parts.  Guess what – YouTube had blocked Part 1 but not the other 11.

These people are pains.  Interfering busybodies.…

Tuesday

For those who like their biographies a tad eccentric, the strange tale of Lord Timothy Dexter:

In the late winter months of 1748, several miles outside of Boston, Timothy Dexter was born. From his birth, he fancied himself a legend — “I was to be one grat [sic] man,” he later wrote — though initially, destiny was not on his side.

He came from a family of farm laborers who, in the times of British colonialism, saw little financial stability. Nonetheless, by the age of 16, Dexter secured himself an apprenticeship with a Boston leather dresser and began working toward a career as a craftsman. Though the profession was generally considered “lower class,” the money was good: by the 1760s, Dexter’s Boston teachers had monopolized the art of crafting “Moroccan leather,” a material that was in high demand by colonial fashionistas.

At the age of 21, Dexter completed his apprenticeship, and decided to go into business for himself, producing leather gloves and moosehide breeches.

Thursday

It’s official – the nation’s teenagers will study Russell Brand at A Level from September

I have nothing whatever to say to this – nuffink.

Sheep in New Zealand now outnumber people by six to one

New Zealand farmer in his sleep: “205, 206, 207, ullo darling, 209 …”

Thought this from Chuckles was wisdom beyond his own lunchtime:

Clueless journalist cannot understand the simple fact that no new antibiotics have been developed because there’s no money in it, not because it’s difficult to do. Drug companies want drugs to alleviate chronic symptoms, not cures. The lifetime palliatives are much more lucrative:…

The Great Escape

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There are not going to be many who’d begrudge Bernard Jordan and it’s fabulous of those girls to flood him with hugs and kisses.  I don’t know a man alive who would say no to all that – pulling the birds like that, the old b***er.

Can’t see a negative in this one – even the care home staff smiled [later].  Can’t imagine a better last year of his life.…

Always the bridesmaid?

Was going to run some carols and thought nah, there’s such a thing as overkill.

Nice to see the cheesy dancing in the Ike and Tina number- wonder who arranged that. The Spector touch though couldn’t be duplicated and she was the real thing with that voice. By the way, unless these old eyes deceive me, that’s PP Arnold as one of the dancers:

PP Arnold again?…

Lily Cole

vampiraThe only reason I’m doing this post is that there’s been a lot coming to notice on some person called Lily Cole. Hadn’t a clue who she was until I googled her.

First impression, looking at the pic – a bit ugly but that’s not her fault, seems the kid next door type – what is she?  Some actress in East Enders or whatever?  X Factor?

So I scrolled down the page and went to page two and am still nonplussed.  OK, she’s like anyone’s son or daughter, pity how she looks but then again, pity how I look so that proves nothing.  Why … er … is she getting publicity?

I mean, what has she actually done to deserve attention beyond the average kid up and down the country?

OK, I have it – she wants to give people gifts through her social network.  Presumably they contact her and she buys them a gift.…

Nanette Fabray

The other day we had Cyd Charisse. Last evening, I watched a bit more of What’s my Line and this lady was on it:

Thought she was a bit too “butter wouldn’t melt”, which was borne out when she virtually controlled the segment and then I saw this performance below, which she totally controlled after starting with the demure ingenue. Seems to have been her stock in trade.…

Cyd Charisse

Dedicating myself to a most important issue – Cyd Charisse – this late afternoon, realized there was no music for 18:00, also the last hour spent preparing dinner so it’s 19:00 anyway.

So, there’s only one thing for it. The puzzle to me is how someone who danced aggressively like this:

… and raunchily like this:

… could be so soft and elegant in this:

Interview:

And:

Obit

Malukah of Kermandie and the old values

This is a post about two things – the girl I’m in love with and then my comment on old age.

Amfortas informs me that the former is currently in the lead on handicap, I’ve checked and she was down last evening but is now back up again and I’m right behind her. If I could puff a bit of wind down there behind her sails, I would.  She is like no other boat in that fleet – one of the old kind, a day with different values, different design considerations.

Will anyone say a little prayer for her?

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Onto that other topic – old age.…

One’s Mortality Takes Centre Stage

[Note from JH:  this was meant to go up before this evening’s music, so the chronology has got itself reversed.  It was a technical matter – the way the text came would not display on my computer – there are some current issues at this end.  However, Wiggia has re-sent it and here it is, possibly it is good that it is the final post of the evening.]

Reading JD’s take on reaching three score and ten years was a reminder of the way one accepts these later years in life.

My own birthday is today (no, it has not been mentioned to illicit extra calls of happy birthday to add to the dwindling amount of cards one receives at this age) but it does, depending on how you “take” birthdays at this stage of life make you take stock to a degree.

Anyone who has a birthday at this time of the year will remember when young how one was “short changed” when the birthday arrived with those words – here is your b’day AND Christmas present, it always as a child made you think it would have been better to have been born a month later.…