Interesting title, you think? Well, maybe. I’ve mentioned “some chap/bloke/fellow in the pub” on several occasions. And I’m sure we’ve all come across him.I suspect he’s really an early experiment in cloning. Where do you think Ira Levin got his idea?
Who is this fellow? Well, if you believe him, he is a font of knowledge on myriad topics. And almost always knows the best place to get something at the best price (sometimes off the back of a lorry, but we wont delve into that here.) And he either knows or is a close personal friend of someone who knows someone else. You may insert any colourful expletive here.
Over the years, I’ve heard the bloke in the pub claim to:
know a GI who was actually with Sean Flynn when he was captured by the Vietcong.
have been drinking in a pub in Chelsea with Lord Lucan the night of the murder
have the “inside track” on whatever racing classic was due to start.
Strange, but I doubt I could pick this bloke out of an identity parade; his appearance is, shall we say, amorphous. What I am absolutely certain of is that he had a damn good method of getting someone else to buy his round!
The debonair Mr Musgrave has honoured me with an award. Apparently, for “being fun down under ” and I can tell you right now I’ll be keeping a sharp eye on incoming spam. Well, you never know…
Anyway, I am to show my badger..oh, sorry, that should read badge
This is the badge.
And then I am to answer some questions…
1 If I could change one thing in my life, what would that be?
Well, that’s a bit silly! As Sav has already said, when you change even one thing, that will affect/change everything else.
2 If I could repeat any age, what would it be?
Oh, please! I wander through childhood re-inventing myself all the time! Of course, the question might be using the word age to mean a certain period in history. Hmm…a tricky one, innit? Let’s shoot for early human development. Or being a six year old, because Mr. Milne made it such fun!
3 What really scares me?
I’m a bit of a sook about heights. Let’s be brutally honest – I’m too scared to go to the top of Very Tall Buildings. Flying doesn’t count.
4 If I could be someone else for a day, who and why?
Oh, I think for the novelty and the freebies, I’d be that bloke in the pub!
Now, I have some paper to measure and cut and some labels to paste on some packages and then….some books to send out into the world.
But before I go, I have to
dob in nominate some other poor buggers worthy bloggers. Five, apparently. Well, some have already been targeted, some are unwell, on holiday or don’t like these games. But here goes my pick of three. (and I hope they don’t hate me.)
What? You expect stunning photographs of an eye-catching garden? How about some lethal weapons?
Some of my rusted blades after soaking in this…
Not creosote – tea. Sorry, no biscuits.