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Quote:I see you've included the corner of some book about a hussy......posh spelling perhaps🤣!!!!!
Yes, I confess I had noticed that and wondered whether to crop it out. I might then have concocted a tale in which I speculated that the preceding word was 'Brazen' and that, in turn, would have conjured notions of some vintage 'top shelf' literature: old editions of 'Pamela; or Virtue Rewarded' by Samuel Richardson or, merciful heavens, John Cleland's infamous 'Fanny Hill: Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure'.
Oh dear ... I appear to be having an attack of the vapours ... I'm off for a quick swoon ... Matron! Pass the smelling salts! ... 😲 😳 🤣
Tom, **** and Harry had a secret life, unbeknown to the author here...
Polly Garter's song from Under Milk Wood...
I loved a man whose name was Tom
He was strong as a bear and two yards long
I loved a man whose name was ****
He was big as a barrel and three feet thick
And I loved a man whose name was Harry
Six feet tall and sweet as a cherry
But the one I loved best a wake or asleep
Was little Willy Wee and he's six feet deep
Oh Tom **** and Harry were three fine man
And I'll never have such loving again
But little Willy Wee who took me on his knee
Little Willy Wee was the man for me
Now men from every parish round
Run after me and roll me on the ground
But whenever I loved another man back
Johnnie from the Hill or Sailing Jack
I always think as they do what they please
of Tom **** and Harry who were tall as trees
And most I think when I'm by their side
Of Little Willy Wee who downed and died
Oh Tom **** and Harry were three fine man
And I'll never have such loving again
But little Willy Wee who took me on his knee
Little Willy Wee was the man for me
Polly Garter's song from Under Milk Wood...
I loved a man whose name was Tom
He was strong as a bear and two yards long
I loved a man whose name was ****
He was big as a barrel and three feet thick
And I loved a man whose name was Harry
Six feet tall and sweet as a cherry
But the one I loved best a wake or asleep
Was little Willy Wee and he's six feet deep
Oh Tom **** and Harry were three fine man
And I'll never have such loving again
But little Willy Wee who took me on his knee
Little Willy Wee was the man for me
Now men from every parish round
Run after me and roll me on the ground
But whenever I loved another man back
Johnnie from the Hill or Sailing Jack
I always think as they do what they please
of Tom **** and Harry who were tall as trees
And most I think when I'm by their side
Of Little Willy Wee who downed and died
Oh Tom **** and Harry were three fine man
And I'll never have such loving again
But little Willy Wee who took me on his knee
Little Willy Wee was the man for me
Excellent write up, Graham and a real memory jogger of an image.
And an excellent piece of Dylan Thomas from Moira.
John
And an excellent piece of Dylan Thomas from Moira.
John
I find myself wondering which name applies to the tallest person in the illustration on the cover of Tom, **** & Harry...personally, I think s/he looks like a ****...
Or perhaps, since another country is mentioned, s/he is Johnny Foreigner?
Or perhaps, since another country is mentioned, s/he is Johnny Foreigner?
'a strange comfort to slip on the threadbare jacket of nostalgia,'
What a lovely sentiment, although threadbare bespoke gentlemans undergarment of nostalgia has more of the risque to it.
Harry looks more like a Harriette in that outfit, and as for the lad in the caps ruddy face he has either been caught boring a hole through the wall of the girls showers or has overindulged in the headmasters secret stash of Port...going by his grin I suggest possibly both!
Well spotted Sir G, and regards to Matron for the Pumpkin, brought a smile!
Bertie
What a lovely sentiment, although threadbare bespoke gentlemans undergarment of nostalgia has more of the risque to it.
Harry looks more like a Harriette in that outfit, and as for the lad in the caps ruddy face he has either been caught boring a hole through the wall of the girls showers or has overindulged in the headmasters secret stash of Port...going by his grin I suggest possibly both!
Well spotted Sir G, and regards to Matron for the Pumpkin, brought a smile!
Bertie
Oh, alright then, let's bring up the 30.
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I can remember when I were a lad having books like this! A very nostalgic image, Graham 😃👍🏻
Trev 😀
Trev 😀
