Sunday, October 08, 2017

Gob all over my carnation

In Radio Active 5.3, 'Out Of Your Depth', one of the jobs Martin Brown attempts to do is that of an actor. Director Ronnie Crump tries to help him rehearse his one line,
Ooh it were terrible, gob all over my carnation
I find that 'Gob all over my carnation' is a line from The Erpingham Camp by Joe Orton. Scene 7 if you're interested.

Tuesday, August 01, 2017

So Tom and Clive in the Orton diaries really were the same couple as 'T. and C.' in the Kenneth Williams diaries.

Although I've caught up to this rather late, I'm quite surprised; I assumed Russell 'No not him' Davies had disguised their names when he edited the diaries.

Saturday, June 17, 2017

On Tuesday afternoon I went to an appointment in Putney, on the fourth floor of a building overlooking the river. I was given some good news, that they didn't need to see me again, so when I came out at 3pm I was in a really good mood. I noticed that there was a fine view north over London from the staircase, and I spent some time looking at the various high buildings, like the Post Office Tower and the Walkie Talkie and that one that looks like a set of steps that they keep advertising in the FT. It was a beautiful afternoon with white clouds and blue distances. I nearly took a picture but decided I'd better hurry on back to the car park, which was lucky, because maps show that in my happy good news memory picture Grenfell Tower would have been prominent camera front.

Saturday, June 03, 2017

United Airlines

I see one or two people have connected recent bad publicity for United Airlines with the 1970 Hunter S. Thompson bit The Temptations of Jean-Claude Killy:
There is something in the corporate manner of United Airlines that reminds me of the California Highway Patrol, the exaggerated politeness of people who would be a hell of a lot happier if all their customers were in jail - and especially you, sir.

Flying United, to me, is like crossing the Andes in a prison bus.

(collected in The Great Shark Hunt)

Friday, April 21, 2017

He thought he saw an Anthropoid

Listening to the Clive Merrison version of The Creeping Man just now, I thought of another Oxbridge don in love with an Alice many years his junior who might have resorted to rejuvenating serums...

In fact though, the difference in age between Professor Presbury and Alice Morphy is 37 years, whereas Dodgson was only 20 years older than Alice Liddell.

Saturday, July 30, 2016

The gas was on in the Institute

John Betjeman's poem A Shropshire Lad intriguingly footnotes the phrase 'The gas was on in the Institute' with the quotation 'The Institute was radiant with gas', attributed to Boyhood by the Rev E.E. Bradford, D.D.

It seems Bradford (1860-1944) was a notable figure in the late Victorian gay scene, and was friends with the Samuel Elsworth Cottam who edited the magazine Chameleon which turns up in the trial of Oscar Wilde.