I could have fitted that onto the title but was curious as to what would make people curious, and so here we are.
I very much regret to say that I have acquired an interview for a potential job next Tuesday, which if successful would put a most severe crimp in my days of having a lie-in, drinking pints of tea, getting through my book mountain and walking Edna. Still, into each life a little rain must fall, eh?
Often literally |
None of which has anything to do with what follows.
"Vera Cruz"
No, it's a film, not a person. You may remember Conrad banging on about bean-counting and how many South Canadian 'adventurers' there were or were not and when did they get shot?
That's Joe; grubby except for his grin |
Good. Now, last night your modest artisan was playing the film backwards and forwards, down to one-third normal speed, and could only identify 1 adventurer being slain. Thanks to distant camera work and editing, I managed to count 11 of the South Canadian rascals riding out of the ambush, so another one appears to have bitten the dust, without me being able to determine who or when.
However!
When we next get the assemblage of
Adventurers my hairy white posterior |
Dammit! You know what THAT means, don't you? I shall have to go back and replay the last 10 minutes frame-by-frame to find the answer.
OCDedicated, like I said.
Oh By The Way
It is odds-on that your talented typist is simply hotching with Aspberger's Syndrome, because he is a bean-counter beyond belief. As you surely know by now, he invented the world's most boring hobby - checking if the film Goofs on IMDB were correct or not; this has taken a back-seat of late as my laptop would not play DVDs any longer. I used to type up the notes on my PC whilst playing the film on my laptop, you see.
I dusted off the laptop's little light that blinks - a laser toyou - and Hay Pesto! It plays again. So the World's Most Boring Hobby can recommence.
It wasn't a typo. |
Rough day at the office |
A Parthian Shot
Literally, because - well, you'll see. Bear with me on this, it takes a roundabout route to get there. A bit like Tuesday's bus and tram journey.
Okay, one of Conrad's recent purchases was "Britain's War Machine" by David Edgerton. Art?
My edition |
Conrad, as he is wont to do, took a look at some pages that dealt with the war in North Africa, and the belief and propagated reportage that British tanks were highly deficient compared to Teuton ones. Dave contrasts guns and armour and illustrates that the bally Hun had a vanishingly small interval when this was true.
The terror of the Teutons - Matilda |
The bane of the British |
PARTHIAN SHOT! After the Parthian mounted archers of antiquity. They would simulate a retreat, causing their enemies to pursue them, and SUDDENLY they would turn in the saddle and let loose an accurate rain of arrows. This is harder than it sounds as the stirrup had not yet been invented and the Parthian archer had to control their mount solely with their knees. Art?
Thus |
* Manchester
** Salford
*** Not literally, because angular momentum and inertia do that job.
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