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Showing posts with label wisdom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wisdom. Show all posts
Wednesday, 4 November 2009
Sunday, 14 September 2008
Pearls of wisdom heard at a local Folk Club
Oh dear, I have given myself away; one of my pastimes is to sing folk songs!
Aaarrgh!
At the club I attend the MC regularly documents the musical offerings we hear. See http://cityfolkclub.blogspot.com/.
I would like to chronicle some of the amusing banter between performances. As an afterthought I will include anecdotes/enigmata (new word) from other venues. I will update this posting as-and-when.
Friday, 12th September 2008:
The notice in the Gent's toilet saying "Wet Paint" is NOT an instruction! ... Bill 1.2
Friday, 19th September 2008:
I have a good friend who would prefer to remain anonymous. He is follicularly challenged about his scalp but he proudly sports a luxuriant beard. He recently returned from a holiday in Istanbul. His wife reports that a native was heard to say in perfect English:
"Your head is upside-down, Sir. May I take a photograph?" ... MH
Here's the result:
Tuesday, 23rd September 2008:
I don't hold with these new-fangled compact risks. The one I bought yesterday ruined the stylus of my gramophone! ... Terry Wogan
(Oh, no! Not just a Guardian reader. He listens to Radio 2!)
Friday, 3rd October 2008:
"I can't count up to twenty-one without removing my trousers!" ... DC
Sunday, 5th October 2008:
Heard on BBC1's programme The Story of the Guitar, relating to Shakespearian times when gentlemen awaiting their turn at the barber's were invited to play upon a musical instrument conveniently hanging on the wall:
"She is but a guitern*. Any man may play upon her!"
(* ?spelling)
Aaarrgh!
At the club I attend the MC regularly documents the musical offerings we hear. See http://cityfolkclub.blogspot.com/.
I would like to chronicle some of the amusing banter between performances. As an afterthought I will include anecdotes/enigmata (new word) from other venues. I will update this posting as-and-when.
Friday, 12th September 2008:
The notice in the Gent's toilet saying "Wet Paint" is NOT an instruction! ... Bill 1.2
Friday, 19th September 2008:
I have a good friend who would prefer to remain anonymous. He is follicularly challenged about his scalp but he proudly sports a luxuriant beard. He recently returned from a holiday in Istanbul. His wife reports that a native was heard to say in perfect English:
"Your head is upside-down, Sir. May I take a photograph?" ... MH
Here's the result:
Tuesday, 23rd September 2008:
I don't hold with these new-fangled compact risks. The one I bought yesterday ruined the stylus of my gramophone! ... Terry Wogan
(Oh, no! Not just a Guardian reader. He listens to Radio 2!)
Friday, 3rd October 2008:
"I can't count up to twenty-one without removing my trousers!" ... DC
Sunday, 5th October 2008:
Heard on BBC1's programme The Story of the Guitar, relating to Shakespearian times when gentlemen awaiting their turn at the barber's were invited to play upon a musical instrument conveniently hanging on the wall:
"She is but a guitern*. Any man may play upon her!"
(* ?spelling)
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