Although thanks to Matt Howarth for the inspiration*.
No, Art! This is wrong, on several levels |
Looks likea DH5 to me |
No, what I refer to is the John Wyndham novel "The Kraken Wakes", which as you all know is one of my favourites and I never miss an opportunity to harp on about it. Auntie Beeb did a radio adaptation last year, featuring that nice young lady Tamsin Grieg. And Paul Higgins, although he is less easy on the eye**. Anyway, my mention of iceberg attack in today's first post brought the opening of TKW to mind, as our sterling narrator Mike Watson and his wife Phyllis watch icebergs.
In the English Channel.
I did do an adaptation of this Prologue into a screenplay, which is dead easy as it's only a few pages long. It warns you that, yes, humanity might survive, but your world is going to be very different from the present one.
There you go, icebergs |
Anyway, icebergs, attacking.
I Give You - Clerihew!
Once again I bounced these ideas off Edna whilst walking, making sure to fall silent when we came across other dog walkers or pedestrians - I have found, over time, that people get a bit wary of other people who talk to themselves, especially if it's done in the third person. Anyway, let us proceed with the mild insults!
Nick Mason
Once filled a basin.
What he filled it with I cannot tell,
As it would probably render you rather unwell.
In reality I think Nick is holder of the record for making the world's biggest crumpet, so the basin may have merely contained batter. But it's better not to know.
Also fond of cars |
Pink Floyd
Were very annoyed,
When Norton Warburg lost all their money.
For a band who wrote "Money" this is rather funny.
Although they probably didn't think so at the time, nor afterwards. The loss might have been as much as £3 million, which would tend to dent your sense of humour, rather. Even Conrad's sunny disposition would be sorely tried at a loss like that. Next!
Robert Plant
Has been known to rant,
About the most eccentric things,
Like "What on earth are 'Buffalo Wings'?"
I think he has a point there. Your humble hack is pretty sure that they're some hideous South Canadian invention - hang on a minute - well, Wiki says that they're actually unbreaded chicken wings that are first deep-fried and then dipped in a sauce.
Rorting snorting Buffalo wings |
The Rolling Stones
Are certainly not clones.
Because they are actually the walking dead,
Except for Charlie Watts, who has a robot head.
Zombies one and all. And that robot head! |
Now, I can't hang around here too long, as that splendid reconstruction serial 'Doctor Who' is on soon and I need to get the oven up to temp before I can add the breaded chicken pieces - or should I call them Oxen Podiatrics? - and sit down in front of the television.
Finally -
Because I only need a little more text to get up to count, please have this photograph of a USN destroyer firing and detonating a nuclear depth charge.
Take that, Pacific! |
* I think he used the term "Mutant cannibal orange" and it rather stuck with me.
** Yes this is shallow. No I don't care.
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