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Post by mrsonde on May 28, 2018 11:32:52 GMT 1
Just a passing mild curiosity - is there anyone on this board who gives a flying toss about Hewitt jr. and Muggan's bloody wedding? Or anything about them whatsoever, let alone three or four days' blanket news coverage? Who do you think this fodder is supposed to appeal to? Apart from dimwitted American bimbos, and probably mentally ill fat lonely memorabilia-collecting ladies from Birmingham, that is?
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Post by mrsonde on May 28, 2018 12:15:01 GMT 1
Endless tedious shit about the Royals, I meant, not Taylor Swift.
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Post by jean on May 28, 2018 14:30:26 GMT 1
Just for you:
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Post by mrsonde on May 28, 2018 18:19:32 GMT 1
Merci beaucoup, Madame.
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Post by aquacultured on May 28, 2018 23:44:18 GMT 1
The happy couple must've been on strong drugs for weeks, and given some of them to the rest of the royal famberly.
Turned out nice, tho.
Some say.
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Post by alancalverd on May 29, 2018 7:39:18 GMT 1
Great day for Pimms, coronation chicken and cucumber sandwiches, in front of the telly with my overseas friends and neighbours, all wearing Hats. Music was fair to middling but the preacher was a blast. Better than a 1-0 Cup Final. Next: "guess the father".
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Post by mrsonde on May 29, 2018 14:40:53 GMT 1
Mattel have already brought out a new doll of the blessed heir. Prince Dennis, the Duke of Peckham.
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Post by mrsonde on May 29, 2018 16:26:24 GMT 1
Music was fair to middling but the preacher was a blast. I gather from the unanimous verdict on Googlebox - how I keep up with current affairs, amongst other vital concerns, through my studies with Giles from Wiltshire, my style guru, and Professor of Irony, and marriage counsellor (How to Infuriate your Wife without Having to Try) - that he was cringingly embarrassing? Even Charles noticed, talking of irony? You're suggesting she's some sort of faithless gold-digging tart? This is a new start for the Royal Family, no need to be prejudiced.
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Post by mrsonde on May 29, 2018 17:41:12 GMT 1
The happy couple must've been on strong drugs for weeks, and given some of them to the rest of the royal famberly. A little poon for a spoon? She's Hollywood, not South Central, ya bigot.
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Post by aquacultured on May 30, 2018 0:12:10 GMT 1
Back at yer.
(Is that how you do it?)
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Post by mrsonde on May 30, 2018 5:27:55 GMT 1
If I wormed donkeys in Devon for a living, I suppose it might. Try shaking your hand so your fingers make a click-clappy sound as you say, "Boomshakalaka! 'Speck, dog, my maan." Something like that. (I doubt it will get you re-elected to your parish council in a hurry, but Radio Dartington might take you on for its cultural diversity quota.)
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Post by alancalverd on May 30, 2018 23:19:24 GMT 1
Music was fair to middling but the preacher was a blast. I gather from the unanimous verdict on Googlebox -..... that he was cringingly embarrassing? Loud, repetitive, dynamic, emotional, meaningless claptrap about "lerv". Embarrassing? not at all. Entertainment by a real virtuoso riffing and extemporising for his own amazement. Pure jazz, man. Bird of the Word. The "gospel choir", by contrast, never really cut loose - now that was embarrassing. As was some of the marching - my dad would have had a fit if his squad had shambled about like the RAF regiment.
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Post by mrsonde on May 31, 2018 12:24:00 GMT 1
I gather from the unanimous verdict on Googlebox -..... that he was cringingly embarrassing? Loud, repetitive, dynamic, emotional, meaningless claptrap about "lerv". Embarrassing? not at all. Entertainment by a real virtuoso riffing and extemporising for his own amazement. Pure jazz, man. Bird of the Word. I can't really argue, not having watched it (or any other similar Royal jamboree - I save up the reluctant sliver of interest I have in the institution to be aroused for the divorces, played out by the parties giving exclusive dirt-dishing interviews on national TV, the toe-sucking scandals, the toe-curling tampon fantasies, the week-long disappearances for brothel-creeping in the Caribbean, the fake-Sheikh and real-Sheikh bung scandals, the Parisian murder mysteries, those sort of dry constitutionally important matters) but my Gogglebox panel of experts seemed all in complete agreement that embarrassing was indeed the word. Perhaps they were under some sort of delusion that his role was to lend dignity and a degree of public solemnity to such a momentous undertaking as marriage? Some white people were there, I heard. They got no rhythym.
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Post by alancalverd on May 31, 2018 23:26:04 GMT 1
There's a general convention that nobody at a wedding should out-dress the bride. Seems to be the case for pretty much every known culture on the planet except some branches of the christian church, where hypocritical sermonising and grandstanding in fancy dress is the norm, whilst the true protagonists sit aside and try not to fall asleep before they do the serious, dignified and solemn bit of signing a public register. Well, at least this guy kept the audience awake.
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Post by mrsonde on Jun 1, 2018 4:36:26 GMT 1
There's a general convention that nobody at a wedding should out-dress the bride. Seems to be the case for pretty much every known culture on the planet except some branches of the christian church, where hypocritical sermonising and grandstanding in fancy dress is the norm, whilst the true protagonists sit aside and try not to fall asleep before they do the serious, dignified and solemn bit of signing a public register. Well, at least this guy kept the audience awake. You really don't have the first clue what religion is about, do you? Not even insofar as its fairly straightforward sociological role of mediating a society's significant rituals and rites of passage.
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