Today, I walked past a small faded-grandeur Victorian hotel in an out-of-season south coast seaside town, and I genuinely thought to myself 'That would make a really good setting for a sitcom.' Well done me. Now I just need to get it written before some bastard steals the idea.
Monday, 28 February 2011
It was next to the corner shop, just opposite the prison.
Posted by John Finnemore at 4:34 pm 15 comments
Labels: Stupidity - My Own
Saturday, 26 February 2011
And everywhere that Cio-Cio went, the ship was sure to go.
Posted by John Finnemore at 2:03 pm 3 comments
Labels: Small Silly Jokes
Tuesday, 22 February 2011
Whatever my faults...
Posted by John Finnemore at 2:14 pm 15 comments
Labels: Badverts
Sunday, 13 February 2011
Foo Foo update; and the military career of Colonel Sir Nils Olav.
Oh, and do you know who else has a white miniature poodle named Foo Foo? I'll tell you who:
Posted by John Finnemore at 1:44 pm 8 comments
Wednesday, 9 February 2011
Hail to the Foo Foo.
Air Chief Marshal is a military rank in the air forces of several countries, including Great Britain. It is a four star rank, equivalent in seniority to a General in the Army, or an Admiral in the Navy. Thailand, apparently, has two currently serving Air Chief Marshals: Air Chief Marshal Itthaporn Subhawong, the 21st commander-in-chief of the Royal Thai Air Force, who looks like this:
Foo Foo has, in fact, previously been in the news: in 2009, when a video leaked of a lavish birthday party the Prince threw for him, during which he required his wife, Her Royal Highness Princess Consort Srirasmi, to be topless throughout.
It is a crime in Thailand to make any criticism of the actions of the Royal Family. You can see why it would have to be.
Posted by John Finnemore at 11:11 pm 13 comments
Labels: Didn't Know That Yesterday, Stupidity - Other People's, Unfierce Creatures
Saturday, 5 February 2011
Or possibly 'Linnaeus'?
It probably means I've been doing too many cryptic crosswords lately that when I saw this sign on an aeroplane...
...I automatically tried to solve it.
(I think it's 'Bandwidth'; but why 'class'...?)
Posted by John Finnemore at 11:55 pm 9 comments
Tuesday, 1 February 2011
Trouser bugles.
I wonder if there will ever come a time when I am so blase about staying in hotels that I am no longer delighted by: i) the existence of the trouserpress; ii) the first and last panels in the series of pictures illustrating the use of the trouserpress:
Posted by John Finnemore at 12:03 pm 20 comments