If you remember AND YOU SHOULD BECAUSE YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN READING THE BLOG Conrad was yarking on about unsafe behaviour earlier today, and then briefly describing the volcano of Stromboli.
Your Modest Artisan didn't know it when posting images of Stromboli erupting, and given such images you'd be forgiven for not realising either, yet there are two villages on the island which are full of live people. Art?
Stromboli Village |
Ginostra |
Don't go, for our excursions into Italian volcanoes have not finished. As you SHOULD recall, Conrad is reading Myles Hildyard's sardonic and insouciant memoir of his exploits during the Second Unpleasantness "It Is Bliss Here" and whilst in Italy he and a group of friends went up to the rim of Mount Vesuvius' crater. Art?
Vesuvius, proving that thing about fertility |
A year later: March 1944 |
Hang On A Moment -
Yes, he is still alive. I thought I'd better check first, before posting anything that might turn out to be incredibly insensitive and tasteless, because he is definitely a one for life-threatening behaviour.
I refer, of course, to that Great English Eccentric Colin Furze, he of the Thermite Cannon and the Spinning Belt Of Knives, two inventions of a class that mean Colin is not going to live to see old age. Art?
This looks slightly less dangerous. |
But only slightly. |
You see? |
Mind you, if Dimya gets a snit on and presses The Big Red Button, Ol' Col does have a functional underground bunker in his back garden ...
Back To The Battle Of The River Piellorick
Things are moving apace now! The Parliament forces are now either at or approaching the headwaters of the titular river, and Conrad, wearing his best democratic pot helmet, fully expects Essex's Regiment of Foote to be there in another couple of moves. Art?
However, once the cavalry and infantry arrive at that gap, they then have to shake out of March Column and there's not enough room for everyone to get into line, so they will have to go in as battalia, one behind the other. The risk there is someone in front having to retreat, and then backing into whoever is behind them - which is what doomed the Oxford infantry last time. And the Royalists finally got one of their wagons off the table!
Total gridlock in the village. Also, the King's commanders now have to decide if they get the wagons out of there, or move against the enemy's cavalry and infantry. Decisions, decisions!
Crikey, that porridge is filling stuff, and I don't seem to have made any impression on the giant bag of oats discovered in the cupboard last weekend.
Make Like Keanu
"Whoah!"
"A Scanner Darkly" |
Which, of course, has nothing to do with firing a 2-Bore gun, apart from the exclamation.
"Silly Conrad! Senile conrad!" I hear you sneer; "He's missed the "1" from "12", as in the expression "12 bore", of a 12 bore shotgun. Hah!"
Less of the lip, I sneer in return, and look who forgot to capitalise the "C" in "Conrad" - bet you don't feel so clever now, hmmmm?
Ian of "Forgotten Weapons" for scale |
Penelope Spheeris. Close enough |
CAUTION! Can be hard to handle |
Finally -
I shall have to explain that, shan't I? <sighs at the folly of youth> It is a more polite and euphemistic way of expostulating "Gorblimey!***" and it seems to hail from South Canada, specifically a newspaper editor named James Gordon Bennett, at least according to my Brewsters. Art?
Jimmy looking all stern. |
* Tee hee!
** Coughcoughcharliesheencoughcough
*** Alternatively, "Gorblimey Guvnah!" said in a Cockney accent.
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