It applies directly to the M.E.N. getting a cryptic crossword clue wrong, WRONG, WRONG.
WRONG!!
I know putting two exclamation marks is bordering on Shrieking Female Hysteria As Exemplified In Hollywood (And Also 'Doctor Who'); bear with me, for I have a barely credible tale of angst and enmity, error and terror,
First of all, let us cast our collective minds back to a few days ago, when Sean Pertwee was doing his very best not to gloat about all the props he got to take home, because his dad was playing The Doctor. Art?
A famliar profile |
"Doctor On Call Keep Clear 24/7" |
Did I mention Shrieking Female Hysteria? As per 'Doctor Who', for Jon's inaugural season they brought in Professor Elizabeth Shaw, who was a scientist, and a girl, who was to be his new assistant, and also a girl, and be an intellectual counterweight, whilst also being a girl, except she ended up shrieking in a corner when menaced by aliens or monsters. Like a girl.
Note the Brigadier's eyes remain above leg and neck level. That's a professional soldier for you. |
Back to the horrors of a cross word. Art?
That was 7 Down. Note the breakdown of 4,3,3. Now, observe the actual crossword itself. Art?
I did rather goose it with 14 Across - "Gives a rise to one amongst the entertainers" which I worked out as STAIRS being a combination of STARS and I (for "one"), when the answer was HOISTS.
Anyway, that 7 Down is clearly made up of 4,3,4. What's going on? Well, look at the clue again: Approve the gymnasium apparatus, but accept no responsibility. The answer is indeed PASS THE BUCK, which satisfies the latter part of the clue, but the compiler has confused this with the first part of the clue, which would have been PASS THE BAR, an answer coming in at 4,3,3.
Passing the baa. Close enough. |
Motley! Put on that motorcycle helmet and run into that glass door until one of you breaks. We're doing shear limit testing.*
Some GCHQ Gadgetry
There is an exhibition of various pieces of espionage kit at GCHQ, though you have to wonder how much they aren't going to show you, and also whether any of it was invented by Liz Shaw.
Extra-secure telephone |
What it says in the caption |
"Magic powder" |
That collection of powder is all that remains of one of the GCHQ computers after it's useful life has come to an end. Not willing to risk anything being retrieved from said bit of kit, it is literally ground to powder. This is then mixed into concrete blocks and sunk in the North Sea.**
Gee, see HQ |
More Of Memory
You may recall Conrad's gloasting yesteryon about successfully tracking down a book from his youth, and a vague allusion to another, similarly forgotten tome lost in the mists of time.
NOT THAT MIST! |
"Oooh, arr, Jim lad!" - no - hang on, wrong kind of pirate - |
Finally -
At some point I am going to tackle "Russians and alcohol", though in small, easily digestible pieces, as it's a topic with a long history going back many centuries. In the meantime, how about the Ruffian disregard for danger, which appears to go alongside a lack of the Common Sense Gene? I refer to those who go bathing and posing in the toxic waters of a power plant's waste pond. Art?
Smooching with death |
Sheesh. Ruffians, eh?
* I say this but we're not really - we're just being sadistic funsters!
** My imagination may be working overtime here.***
*** But then again ...
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