We appear to be having a vogue for candid photography this week.
I dearly wish I could find a recording of this online for you. The great man's delivery is possibly best described as being like a delirious foghorn with a sore throat.
Only Billy Bennett could claim that Gladys Cooper was Crippen's niece!
OMG!!! Gladys Cooper was in Now Voyager... I think I might morph... and she was in Rebecca...
ReplyDeleteHave you been on the stage Kev?
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I suffer from incurable stage fright and an inability to take direction or learn lines, Scarls.
ReplyDeleteNo, I'm not good at taking directions; never could tell my left from my right.
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Oh Kev, apply to Dr Maroon immediately for the lyrics he has been singing all week: Who Is This Geezer Hitler? it suits his mood.
ReplyDeleteI want to grow a moustache like that.
ReplyDeleteExcellent. My late grandfather used to have recordings of this kind of stuff; Why Am I Always the Bridesmaid particularly sticks in the mind.
ReplyDeleteI'd never heard of this chap, but he appeals to me. I looked him up on Wikipedia and he wasn't quite what I was expecting. I love the idea of 'almost a gentleman'. Like many I know.
ReplyDeleteMrs. P.: He's in a jolly mood. At some stage we shall be having a party with dried egg, snoek and all the Anne Shelton you could shake a stick at.
ReplyDeleteMs. Parrish: you're young yet, there's still time (-:
Gadjo: Lily Wallace! Splendid stuff. I've always loved that dance. (And I do have recordings of that stuff)(And I know I'm not on my own as Chris the Webrarian may attest when he comes back from being communitaire)
Mme. dF: glad to be of service!
the things i've learned from y'all, sugar! ;) xoxox
ReplyDeleteWe live to serve, Savannah
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