And then there was scousers
What
And then there was scousers
Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,
Time held me green and dying
Though I sang in my chains like the sea.
Dylan Thomas
err wats a vitriol can ya eat it clancy.
I think you can spread it on toast. Vitriol , like vegimite, .
You fools, it's fuel fer me lamp, so's I can write more great lierary (sic) works like kong!
I found the lifeboat on the beach at South Georgia the one that Glasse and Aspin took 84 years ago and on the other photo the dark strip on the left is the `final` resting place of Glasse on Tristan da Cunha.
Last edited by captain kong; 04-19-2009 at 09:41 PM.
I have cut the pumice stone from the lava on Tristan da Cunha, in half to see where the light and noise was coming from. Here is a photo of the two parts. No sign of Glasse in there. Maybe I cut him in half and finaly killed him.
Hope so.
Do'nt think you can relax yet kong, I've just got a touch of writers block.
I'm having it surgicaly removed (privately, of course) next week.
Glasse is dead. kaput, fineto, I danced on his grave on Tristan da Cunha last month.
I opened the pummice from the lava. there was no sign of him, the glowing light and the sound has gone.
I am concerned about Aspin who died on Robben Island on my birthdate, was he reincarnated in me on that date ????? I hope not.
But I am still awaiting some peace after 400 years of torment.
Hope your writers block gets better soon and it is not infectious.
Kong.
Last edited by captain kong; 04-25-2009 at 08:12 PM.
Has anyone heard how Brian is goiung on?? not heard anything for a couple of weeks.
Is Glasse realy dead? or is he festering somewhere, there is no sign of him here, did the fires from hell on Tristan da Cunha realy bring an end to his
17th century curse?.
Sorry kong, just have'nt felt like writing lately. No problem, just laziness.
I'll try and make the effort, you have'nt heard the last of Glasse! (sound of dramatic music)
I am the same Jeff, I have a broken shoulder, a clavicle, on the left side and a compressed nerve on the right side of the shoulder, exceedingly painful, and difficult to sleep on the shoulders. I have a load of pain killers but I find a bottle of whisky is better, It doesnt kill the pain but I just dont care I have it.
I did it with an encounter with a Bull Elephant Seal on my trip to the Antarctic who thought I was after his cows in his harem. I know I have a reputation with the cows in the dock side alehouses but not that kind of cow, they stink something terrible. I fell down a crevas trying to escape, and did the damage. slow healing.
I think it was the curse of Glasse.
Here is the beast that did it.
Last edited by captain kong; 05-15-2009 at 03:46 PM.
Blimey kong, that's a picture of my beloved Juanita who left me for another when we left Buenos Aires back in '67!
I think you'd have come off better if you'd squared up to him! I hope it does'nt keep you laid up for too long. Trouble is, us old 'uns take longer to heal.
Of course it's the curse of Glasse. You'll never be free of it. ( not while I can still put quill to parchment anyway )
Jeff
Were any of you ever in the pistol club, I am?
Whats that Ged?:,The Pistol Club.
Drink all night and pistol dawn?
Did you not notice kong, that at the exact moment the two halves of pumice stone fell apart, you were distracted by a strange sound eminating from an adjoining room? This gave the trapped spirit of Glasse, like the genii of the lamp, all the time he needed to escape unseen from the confines of the stone.Originally Posted by captain kong
Beware kong, for the nightmare has only just begun! (sound of 'Physco' film music)
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