O my dearest friend
Let not thy vengeful ghost
Haunt those thoughts we shared together, you and I,
For thou art not
And I alone must seek solace with another.
Anyone for “I breathe Byron”?
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Reading etc.
Round-up
Sitting in the back of the car with her menagerie, the Princess picks up a soft toy and holds it up to the window “Look, Sheepsie, a blue van”. Anxious to ensure fairness in all things, she then picks up a bear and presses its little nose to the window “Oh, Isabelle, a tram, look, look”. Finally, she waves doggy in the direction of the window “Doggy, see, lots of cars”
This email from a friend:
Thought of you the other day when reading about Noel Coward – he met a friend at a party – “we don’t have time to talk about each of us so we’ll just talk about me”
My parents’ heating has died. They have been cold for a week. It is snowing in Cork. Four men have already shaken their heads at
the parental boiler. They’re getting a blow heater and a draft proof front door tomorrow.
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jackdalton
on 25 February 2005 at 17:11
No problem there on equality and distributed love!
Your friend is cruel.
Poor parents. A heating system that doesn’t is among life’s greatest find something to kick incentives. 
belgianwaffle
on 05 March 2005 at 15:03
Well, pog, she has time.
JD, well, yes, cruel but not, I confess, entirely inaccurate.
Welcome, Mr. Bush
This from Thierry about Dr. Rice’s visit
You will recall that Mr. Bush is coming to us next week. The Economist summarises matters nicely with this week’s cover :
Meanwhile, they’re sealing all the rubbish bins in the European quarter.
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jackdalton
on 20 February 2005 at 15:50
Seen Doogle.. it’s a few of the Trinity CS crew that are behind it 🙂
The heads-up on The Suit and The Shades is excellent; thanks!
Valentine
What kind of girl would be pleased to have dedicated to her a song with the following lines:
I don’t want clever conversation,
I never want to work that hard.
I just want someone that I can talk to, I want you just the way you are.”
Dump Mr. Joel, he’s no good for you.
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poggle on 15 February 2005 at 11:24
Yup – I always thought that too. Besides, it’s Billy Joel – who looks like a toad.
Floatykatja on 15 February 2005 at 16:50
Although originally it was the walrus of love himself – Mr Barry White.
Somehow I find that song less offensive when Barry sings it. Why is that?
poggle on 15 February 2005 at 16:51
Because it’s Billy Joel … Katja. Ol’ toad-face. The walrus beats the toad every time …
Floatykatja on 15 February 2005 at 17:35
I don’t think I actually know what Billy Joel looks like. Sounds like that’s probably just as well.
The Walrus of Love beats pretty much everyone every time though. He is a luurve god.
belgianwaffle on 16 February 2005 at 21:32
Yes, Mike, it is distinctly odd. Floaty, did you invent the Walrus of Love, if so you deserve a medal and, funnily enough, I see what you mean. Pog, I agree, Billy Joel is a bit toad faced and of course he is very short as well.
Floatykatja on 16 February 2005 at 21:35
Waffle, I wish I had invented it, but unfortunately I cannot claim ownership. It is quite fantastically descriptive, though, isn’t it?!
Oliver James in the Observer
Mr. Waffle says he will write to him and ask him to stop torturing me. Otherwise Mr. Waffle will horsewhip him. My hero.
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Friar Tuck
on 14 February 2005 at 05:13
He’s obviously a momma’s boy.
BTW, great two-liner.
belgianwaffle
on 16 February 2005 at 21:35
Mr. Waffle still hasn’t written to Mr. James. But I have bought him a horsewhip. And maybe we should get a dog..
Bookclub book
” Thank you for the messages! I just wanted to let you know that I will probably have to skip this book. Unfortunately my English is not so good to cope with a “fake 18th century slang”. There are too many words that are not even in a dictionary and the whole exercise, given the size of the book, becomes extremely difficult for me.”
Email from existing founder member (TM)Â to new member “Here’s the info. It’s a v.long book, by the way.”
On the plus side, the publishing exec has sent me an exclusive article on how the author gets his ideas, so not all bad. I just wish he
had fewer of them.
A small prize will be available, if you correctly guess the book we have chosen to read.
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Friar Tuck
on 10 February 2005 at 21:28
I’ll take a stab at it…
Is it The Oxford English Dictionary?
belgianwaffle
on 12 February 2005 at 15:39
Wrong, wrong, wrong. Pshaw. It was David Mitchell’s “Cloud Atlas”
