Big Mouth Strikes Again

No.1 in a series of me in pictures impersonationalising a statue of some sort indeed.

Next in the series: me doing Michelangelo's David The Naked Chap.

Sandwiched

Here's me - the beefy goodness in a Busy sarnie!

Word up

Isn’t the language of English an marvellous thing?

It has traversed the globe by word-of-mouth and by book and is clearly, as it was destined to be (ever since the great brain of Shakespeare applied biro to parchment through the medium of his hands to pen us up the brilliant Ben Jonson’s ‘Volpone’) the top dog linguistically-wise speaking of it.

But isn’t it also the very adaptabilityness of the language, you do ask me, that has preserved its almost evolutionary kind of approach to getting through and all about everywhere so successfully?

Indeed it is I reply, knowingly.

It feels like you are leading us up to something here, I hear you reply back at me to me.

How very perspectacular of you, I reply back to you from me.

Bloody get on with it, you shout.

Well, give me a chance, and I will, I harrumph you.

Now, where was I? Ah, yes neologisms. The very butt-and-breader that is what re-transfusates the language we all love.

So it was greatly delightful superbus to come across a new collective noun of which what I had unbefore known not unto of, viz. a “fluster” of Bank Holidays.

Not a ‘flurry’, not a ‘flood’, not a ‘flamboyance’, not a ‘flow’, but a ‘fluster’.

What an ingenious usage, agglomerating being sozzled with leisure time. Trust that Twin of Evil 1 to brew those one both together.

Truly, the spirit of the Great Bardy lives on!

At last!

I am for once able to rejoice in my utterly and totally agreement with that World's Greatest Singing Racist Mozzerrissey when he takes them royalty to task for being simply there to scrounge up our benefits for our own entertainment.

It's just not at all good enough for us to get a day off for our own disposal thereof and not to get an actual invitation up their Mall.

I have been sitting by my door waiting for a fridge-freezer engineer far too long now and am fully apprised as a result of all that time spent in my passage that there has been no royal communication stuffed into my postal slot. To date.

Of course, come the Royal Day of tomorrow, I will be out in the street with the best of them, seated at my wallpaper pasting table in front of a plate piled high with festive meats, out of my brains on beer.

God bless you, your Majesty and his new one!

Sicilily: Farewell, Sparkling Jewel of This World

And so we are back where we started from - the hell-hole of delight that is Palermio, or to be precisionful, it's airport. We await our transport back to Blighty and ponder all we have seen and drunk.

But don't take it from me - visit this oasis of pleasure for yourself and be quite literally stunned.

Sicilily - Cefaloo: The World's Most Beautiful Beach Resort

Sicilily - The Grandeur Of Ancient Toarmania

Sicilily - The Awesome Majesty Of Mount Edna

Sicilily 7 - Our Hotel in Scenic Catanio

Sicilily - The Greek Remains at Syracuse