Lordi’s victory in the Eurovision on Saturday reminded me of a bloke I used to know who was mad for heavy metal with AC/DC top of his list of favourite bands, but it isn’t his musical tastes that sticks in my memory, but his unintentional ability to create the most surreal mental images by mixing up his words.
My favourite example involved an attractive barmaid at a pub we frequented who he had taken quite a shine to, (or should that be with whom?) Anyway, he stood no chance because of his shyness and not exactly being God’s gift as it were. We were in there one night when a group of three or four lads came in and began chatting up the said barmaid.
“Look at that!” my mate said disdainfully, “Like cows round fly shit!”
Okay, so you had to be there.
Meanwhile (he said changing the subject) if you’re a petrol-head and/or Jeremy Clarkson fan, check out the Melling Hellcat as made in Rochdale. Things looking up for the British motor industry?
UPDATE: Saw the Hellcat on the local telly tonight and the sound of its engine is amazing, a real Detroit roar of the sort you used to get with the old Vauxhall Victor et al. And 0 to 60 in 2.8 seconds. Amazing!