tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post4380864421971067475..comments2024-03-29T12:55:00.733+00:00Comments on Yorkshire Pudding: PipesYorkshire Puddinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-40330291570920721362020-10-28T21:27:30.545+00:002020-10-28T21:27:30.545+00:00Ursula
Bad mouth me as much as you like, what a wa...Ursula<br />Bad mouth me as much as you like, what a waste of time it is doing so<br />I have asked you not to comment on my blog because you constantly got into spats with people <br />a request you have sporadically ignored <br />If you had played nicely and not tried to teach everyone a lesion <br />You would be still there<br />John Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-22768856817610389892020-10-28T21:11:23.232+00:002020-10-28T21:11:23.232+00:00Lol I don’t always understand what you write but y...Lol I don’t always understand what you write but you have a wealth of knowledge behind you and that shines here.<br />If I was insulting you, as Ursula gleefully surmised ,<br />I would not have added the kiss of warmth behind my words.<br />Write a blog<br />You are an interesting old bean John Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-20330779075218025862020-10-28T14:17:16.433+00:002020-10-28T14:17:16.433+00:00How do you DARE, Sir? To imply Salvador's Drip...How do you DARE, Sir? To imply Salvador's Dripping Clocks were painted for gold? <br />'Tis true Mrs Dali locked Salvador in his studio with the words, *Paint me a masterpiece, I need another mink stole !* <br />That is what wives do, it is their trade.Hameldaemepal@gmailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08231016503726428849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-11109901229846485792020-10-28T10:14:51.415+00:002020-10-28T10:14:51.415+00:00I think it is sad that artists have freedom to cre...I think it is sad that artists have freedom to create nothing but silliness. Dirty beds come to mind, well obviously it made an impression on my mind Emin and now I am thinking of that poor calf Damien, who would stick that in their sitting room? Then Weiwei (unfortunate name) and his gallery full of sunflower seeds. Statements? but statements of what?thelmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00934860502828923562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-82636952901261605212020-10-28T09:34:36.191+00:002020-10-28T09:34:36.191+00:00Thank you Terry. I am glad that someone has picked...Thank you Terry. I am glad that someone has picked up on my slightly mischievous translations. When I was a boy here in England we all used the term "lorry" but now with American films etc., "truck" is far more common.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-72201677278684332642020-10-28T09:31:53.714+00:002020-10-28T09:31:53.714+00:00You have a vivid imagination CG!You have a vivid imagination CG!Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-80456901448235365212020-10-28T09:13:42.676+00:002020-10-28T09:13:42.676+00:00It just needs a dab or two of spray paint to add a...It just needs a dab or two of spray paint to add another few thou to it's worth....... and no doubt that will be forthcoming shortly! With the addition of some nice net curtains to make it more homely?Coppa's girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16459503600694841117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-81582069948562457312020-10-28T06:58:36.932+00:002020-10-28T06:58:36.932+00:00O Miss Ursula !
Much have I travelled in the Real...O Miss Ursula ! <br />Much have I travelled in the Realms of Goldilocks as J. Keats expostulated, but a Cannier Lady than thee have I seldom encountered in Cyberspace, and I speak as a man sans email, smartphone, skype etc. <br /><br />Of Shams and Shady Characters this Cyperspace abounds, not to mention the Shadowland of Self Encounter, that Heart of Darkness of which Mr. Joseph Conrad wrote with an authority Yours Truly can only gasp at.<br /><br />Consider Dear Lady ! You are playing straight into the hands of Intelligent Design, that Omniscient Other more terrible in aspect than Jehovah the Desert Deity, Who will soon rule despotically over all our lives.<br />Do not imagine for a moment that you will be able to keep anything from Him. This is a Being with an IQ more astronomical than all the Stars in the Milky Way Galaxy, your deepest thoughts and private memories He will plumb as easily as we Republicans quaff our Stout. (The Ladies enjoy a Milk Stout.)<br /><br />Already He is (as they say in Glasgay) *Fcuking Wey Yer Heid.*<br />That Hamel(d) could be YP's alter ego, that Haggerty could be John Do Not Go Gentle Into That Night ... that way lies madness, Dear Lady, those seeds of self destruction which Intelligent Design (Antichrist by another monicker) will sow in all our hearts. Of decent emotions He knows nothing, for Psychopaths never do.<br /><br />Our glimmer of hope rests with a man christened Brian O'Nolan, whose name was really Brian O Nuallain, who wrote under the Nom de Guerre Flann O'Brien, whose Better Aspect was (un)known to all as Myles na gCopaleen. A man, if indeed he was a man, whose strategies will flummox (not to say f***) Intelligent Design's Masterplan of World Domination.<br /><br />'Twas na gCopaleen who said of holy Ireland's last unreformable genius, *I declare to god if I hear once more about that name James Joyce I will surely froth at the gob.* Upon hearing these words Yeats fainted, Sam Beckett was struck dumb and Bernard Shaw continued to drool over his idol Joseph Stalin.<br /><br />In this spirit of solidarity I ask thee to join us in our Good Fight, Ursula, which will mean making your peace with John Do Not Go Gentle. A small price to pay in the endless struggle for freedom, dignity, and decent Public Houses where men and women may gather Platonically and speak Socratically. <br /><br />On a lighter note I must go now and feed grain to my Canaries. I see you are an Early Bird too.<br />As the Benedictine monks used to say in the days of Saint Bernard of Clairvauz, *A Hard Bed to lie on is a Sweet Bed to die on.* <br /><br />With these words I leave thee, Dear Lady for my yellow pets are trilling melodiously that they need their Vittles. Till we discourse again ...<br />Hamel(d)Hameldaemepal@gmailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08231016503726428849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-81802188452516570152020-10-28T04:10:43.609+00:002020-10-28T04:10:43.609+00:00Oh, John, I knew it, I knew it, I knew it. What di...Oh, John, I knew it, I knew it, I knew it. What did I know? That eventually Hamel would get the John treatment. It was only a matter of time for you to make that most trite suggestion (an admonishment by another name) of him writing his own blog. You prefer "Answers on a postcard", keep it brief, don't say anything unless it's honey coated and not challenging. Which is (not so) fine, but ok. Whatever. Others prefer dialogue rather than sitting in a rather limited and limiting little echo chamber - policing their "audience", sending them to Alcatraz. I suspect neither do you play tennis. It's a game that involves two people (unless you play in doubles) batting a ball - back and forth. What about Volley Ball (team sport) - you know, passing balls back and forth to keep the game alive?<br /><br />Anyway, and I hope this won't stretch your imagination to bursting point, for all we know Hamel is YP's alter ego, one and the same conversing with each other. YP, Hamel, should this not be the case please forgive my flight of fancy. You bounce off each other so well. Any pub quiz (nay, Mastermind) would be proud to have you, Dr Hamel and Mr Pudding.<br /><br />UUrsulahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722046288685936851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-3532138209933001112020-10-28T01:19:45.528+00:002020-10-28T01:19:45.528+00:00Mr YP, I must tell you how much I enjoy your ...Mr YP, I must tell you how much I enjoy your blog and I love he way you place the "American" translations for boots,trucks etc. I laugh each time.terryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17029254221341149298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-29819944021615345012020-10-27T23:05:01.239+00:002020-10-27T23:05:01.239+00:00Hameldaemepal is an association of ten retired adv...Hameldaemepal is an association of ten retired advertising copywriters, all of whom worked for a well-known Irish brewing company. We are concerned about the imminent advent of Intelligent Design, and the threat it poses to our species. Having read your lively blog we would be more than happy to have you on board, John. If we can also co-opt Sir Yorky and Tasker Dunham, then we will have a lucky 13. One of our guiding lights is the late Flann O'Brien, the Deus Ex Machina behind that baffling non-novel *At Swim Two Birds*: A man devoted to Thought, but not Thought as Plato knew it; a man with an unspeakably carnal appetite for Irish stout. Our aim is to eradicate I.D. from the face of the planet or die nobly in the attempt. I.D. doesn't drink the Black Stuff, and we do, and in the long run that may be the tipping point in our success.Hameldaemepal@gmailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08231016503726428849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-91742202363900533322020-10-27T22:55:50.762+00:002020-10-27T22:55:50.762+00:00Wendy Taylor has asked me to negotiate the sale Re...Wendy Taylor has asked me to negotiate the sale Red. It will look so fantastic on your front lawn in Red Deer. What is your opening bid?Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-56656565480125980202020-10-27T22:48:56.568+00:002020-10-27T22:48:56.568+00:00More important would be how much does Wendy Taylor...More important would be how much does Wendy Taylor want for this mother of all sculptures?Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-43492488616880294792020-10-27T22:35:26.140+00:002020-10-27T22:35:26.140+00:00Perhaps Wendy Taylor WAS the pipe delivery driver!...Perhaps Wendy Taylor WAS the pipe delivery driver!Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-62939588629026145722020-10-27T22:28:55.684+00:002020-10-27T22:28:55.684+00:00Have you thought of writing your own blog ..... ?
...Have you thought of writing your own blog ..... ?<br />Lots of things to share xJohn Going Gentlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958171262765033946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-66287087422392392442020-10-27T21:58:51.660+00:002020-10-27T21:58:51.660+00:00I'm sure Ms Taylor was paid a lot more for her...I'm sure Ms Taylor was paid a lot more for her pipe installation than the pipe delivery driver who placed the pipes so artistically. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-89411545655929305982020-10-27T19:36:56.145+00:002020-10-27T19:36:56.145+00:00Mmmm...I think I might call it "It Seems Like...Mmmm...I think I might call it "It Seems Like Only Yesterday"!Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-88207663846728401812020-10-27T19:24:46.689+00:002020-10-27T19:24:46.689+00:00Anything can be considered art in the eye of the b...Anything can be considered art in the eye of the beholder. Maybe you should offer to buy it from the farmer and set it up in your garden. Give it a name and have a fancy plaque engraved to set in front of it. Maybe, eventually someone will offer to buy it from you at a profit! Bonniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17738727252267659979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-898154123109414622020-10-27T19:22:50.274+00:002020-10-27T19:22:50.274+00:00I hope that you do not sue me for breach of copyri...I hope that you do not sue me for breach of copyright Steve!Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-39644223243909129382020-10-27T16:54:59.565+00:002020-10-27T16:54:59.565+00:00LOL -- yes! That is CLEARLY a Taylor original! Wor...LOL -- yes! That is CLEARLY a Taylor original! Worth millions of pounds, no doubt.<br /><br />Actually, I wonder if Taylor would be bothered that I thought her sculpture was a pipe joint. It seems clearly INSPIRED by a pipe joint, at the very least!Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-13360769354230878042020-10-27T16:30:55.100+00:002020-10-27T16:30:55.100+00:00My faith in Ye shall move Mountains, Yorky, not to...My faith in Ye shall move Mountains, Yorky, not to mention Sump Pipes. <br /><br />In all honesty I am compelled to tell you that my real name is Quiggin, Horace Quiggin, though I call myself Enoch Arden at Pub Quizzes.<br /><br />I live in Hounslow, and have never ever been to Glasgow. My ex-wife Trixie, who ran off with the Tally Man and now lives with him in Benidorm, came from Govanhill, Glasgow.<br />Trixie once said she would like to see Glasgow and everyone in it, abducted and abused by Grey Aliens. As a humanitarian I was shocked by that hateful remark, as you can imagine. I believe Trixie needs to be Sectioned.<br /><br />Through my connections with the upper echelons in the English Arts Council, I will gladly fast-track your application for a grant, with a clothing allowance thrown in. I can imagine the winds on those Sheffield Moors would freeze Boris's You Know What.<br /><br />If you are ever in Hounslow drop by The Black Lion, where I am to be found most evenings seated by the log fire, wearing a Norfolk tweed jacket and an illuminated bow tie, engrossed in The Times crossword.<br />I am not much of a reader but give me a crossword and I'm a happy Hounslow man.Hameldaemepal@gmailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08231016503726428849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-40036093058577774602020-10-27T15:54:05.086+00:002020-10-27T15:54:05.086+00:00Your faith in my abilities dwarfs my own faith.Your faith in my abilities dwarfs my own faith.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-74219704882970264852020-10-27T15:48:56.060+00:002020-10-27T15:48:56.060+00:00That is what they used to say about Salvador Dali&...That is what they used to say about Salvador Dali's work.Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-2652565458632529712020-10-27T15:46:50.411+00:002020-10-27T15:46:50.411+00:00Was the Harpenden art installation created by Doug...Was the Harpenden art installation created by Doug Walker?Yorkshire Puddinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06019673884543913089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13883584.post-24481701976940344912020-10-27T14:37:13.234+00:002020-10-27T14:37:13.234+00:00The other Larkin was Jim Larkin, the Trades Unioni...The other Larkin was Jim Larkin, the Trades Unionist, born in Liverpool, died in Dublin, one of my late father's heroes, and one of mine.<br /><br />He was played by Peter O'Toole in the television series, based on the novel Strumpet City, on DVD.Hameldaemepal@gmailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08231016503726428849noreply@blogger.com