Maybe you should qualify that with “with a human being”.
Not an alpaca, typewriter, hedge etc.
Maybe you should qualify that with “with a human being”.
Not an alpaca, typewriter, hedge etc.
O.J. Simpson was originally considered to play the Terminator, but James Cameron thought his persona was too pleasant to portray such a dark character.
Apparently using Vagisil on your face, help your makeup sit well and stay on for longer
Trump.
and May…
now I have a vision of May applying said ointment, that I can’t get out of head…
Should have been a meat man pt 1:
Gerald Hugh Tyrwhitt-Wilson
Generally known as Lord Berners, Gerald Hugh Tyrwhitt-Wilson (1883–1950) As an adult, Berners made his home at Faringdon House in Oxfordshire, and transformed it into his own personal playground. He dyed the feathers of the estate’s pigeons bright pink, and displayed various bizarre signs around the place.
Berners liked to travel in style – his own style. He would drive around wearing a pig’s-head mask in order to disturb the locals, and, when forced to use public transport, would go to great lengths to secure a train-compartment for himself.
Getting into empty carriages first, he would don a black skullcap and dark sunglasses before leaning out of the window and beckoning sinisterly to strangers on the platform, exhorting them to come and join him for some fun and games on the journey. Those few fools who took him up on the offer were then treated to Berners producing a large rectal-thermometer and constantly shoving it into his mouth while pulling anguished faces.
Excellent fellow IMO
Oh to attend a party at his gaff
Would’ve been good company along with the Reverend Stephen Hawker, vicar of Morwenstow & Opium fiend.
“Parson Hawker”, as he was known to his parishioners, was something of an eccentric, both in his clothes and his habits. He loved bright colours and it seems the only black things he wore were his socks. He built a small hut, that became known as Hawker’s Hut, from driftwood on the cliffs overlooking the Atlantic Ocean, He spent many hours there writing his poems and letters. This driftwood hut is now the smallest property in the National Trust portfolio. Many of the more fantastic stories told about Hawker are based on an unreliable biography published by the Reverend Sabine Baring-Gould in 1876, only a few months after Hawker’s death. Other eccentricities attributed to him include dressing up as a mermaid and excommunicating his cat for mousing on Sundays. He dressed in claret-coloured coat, blue fisherman’s jersey, long sea-boots, a pink brimless hat and a poncho made from a yellow horse blanket, which he claimed was the ancient habit of St Padarn. He talked to birds, invited his nine cats into church and kept a pig as a pet.
He built himself a remarkable vicarage, with chimneys modelled on the towers of the churches in his life: Tamerton, where he had been curate; Morwenstow and Welcombe; plus that of Magdalen College, Oxford. The old kitchen chimney is a replica of Hawker’s mother’s tomb.
Morwenstow is worth a look both for the vicarage and the Hut if you’re ever down near Bude.
From Wikipedia:
Faringdon House is a Grade I listed 14,510 square feet house in Faringdon, Oxfordshire … It was the country home of Lord Berners, who inherited it in 1918. He moved in to Faringdon House in 1931, along with his companion, Robert Heber-Percy, nearly 30 years his junior and known as the Mad Boy. In 1942, Heber-Percy married Jennifer Ross, the only child of Sir Geoffrey Fry, 1st Baronet, and they had a daughter, Victoria, although the ménage à trois lasted only two years before Jennifer and their daughter moved to her parents home, Oare House in Wiltshire …
Excellent fellow indeed !
VB
Raspberries don’t bounce.
but did you hear them scream?
Not even slightly
Urban foxes prefer corned beef to crumbed ham
No sleep for me, I want to see a spiders willy.
Female ones?
Only in Thailand.