A Post Of Two Halves

Not That You Might Notice -
     Conrad has been busy having a scoff in the kitchen, making tomorrow's lunch, and frosting the non-Halloween non-pumpkin cake, for which I offer this evidence:

That's odd.  There was a lot more of it a minute ago ...

 Given that I will also be off to the pub quiz in less than thirty minutes, it is unlikely that I shall be able to deliver the quality goods you, my loyal readers, have come to expect, in the time remaining.  For quality should not be rushed!  So I will start now and finish after eleven.

Warning: Damage Ahead
     Last night, I got into a fight at the strip club.
     This morning, I punched Anthony, and he punched me back.
     I got stuck in the lift doorway when the doors closed.
     I got up in the night to answer a call of nature and walked into the door.
     I tried to scratch an itch whilst doing the ironing.
     The shampoo bottle hit me, again, but harder this time.

That's definitely a damaged head

NB Some or all of these descriptions may be completely untrue.

The Argot Of Long Ago
    It's pronounced "argo" and means slang, as it relates to a particular group.  The group in this case are the characters created by Plum (P G Wodehouse).  Whilst reading "Right Ho Jeeves" I was puzzled by some of the slang.  What are "French vamps"?  By context I think they are shoes.  Uncertain as I am, I shall be using these two:

That is a "Notepad" and that is a "Pen", o digital generation

 - to note down the odd uncertain phrase.

BOOJUM! will now undergo an hiatus, as Darling Daughter has returned from her school awards ceremony, and we shall hither us to the pub shortly.

Triumphant News!
     Justice, knowledge and some luck have ensured that our team won the pub quiz.  In the spirit of enlightened benevolence I have declared that the Ukranians down in the Upper Dungeon may have an hour's walk in daylight under the watchful eyes of our neighbours, the wolves.  No, no, don't thank me, all in a day's work.
     Of course our secret weapon tonight was Darling Daughter Sally - thank you Sal for Dakota Fanning and Ralph Wiggum.

The wolves prove that they can sing, too.  Wise Ukranians do not comment.

Oh, the Ukranians?  They are my prisoners.  I want a total balalaika band playing on Valentine's Day, with traditional folk dancing, and these chaps are the very thing.

So - Tanks?
     Having won at the pub quiz, I feel manganimous.  You may have this:

"I know you're fresh off the collective farm, Vanya, but even you must recognize a pencil when you see one!"

These are Bren Carriers, the ubiquitous British two-ton tracked jeep.  They got everywhere; the Germans captured a lot after Dunkirk and used them until they ran out of spare parts.  In the above we see some of those supplied to Russia, and used by the Red Army at Kursk.

And now - time to go.  Conrad needs every picosecond of beauty sleep possible!