Sunday Round-up

My round-up of news, events and stuff and nonsense from the last seven days.
If it’s news to me, it must be news to you!

May be a sleeper? Amid all the media frenzy about Theresa May’s coughing fit, P45 prankster and malfunctioning set, the key issue was that she was wearing a bracelet of portraits by communist artist Frida Kahlo, one-time lover of Trotsky.

An easy mistake to make: The neighbours of a man in Zurich mistook the Jack Daniels whiskey flag flying outside his house for the ISIS black flag of death.

And another blunder: A brochure produced by the tourism department of the Indian state of Uttar Pradesh promotes the many tourist destinations but forgot to include the Taj Mahal.

Stop press: Santa’s dead! Could it be that Christmas is cancelled now that researchers claim to have found the tomb of St Nicholas and strangely it isn’t at the North Pole.

Overseas aid: Donald Trump visited Puerto Rico in the wake of Hurricane Maria and showed his empathy by throwing packs of paper towels into the crowd, presumably so they could begin mopping up.

Resumé: Scientists can have a sense of humour as one of the 2017 Nobel Laureates demonstrates in his cv on the University of Lausanne website.

Inappropriate: Despite the ongoing shooting tragedy in Las Vegas, Good Morning Britain went ahead with an interview with Mariah Carey lounging on a sofa next to a Christmas tree.

You couldn’t make it up: With the tv comedy W1A in mid-season, the BBC proves that truth can be stranger than fiction with some bizarre job descriptions. My favourite is Identity Architect: This role is empowered to identify the strategic direction required, define the delivery roadmap and drive projects to execute the vision for the identity service across the BBC.

Bargain of the week: A rare 19th-century camera bought for £60 on Antiques Roadtrip sold for a whopping £20,000 setting a new record for the programme. All profits to Children in Need.

Anniversaries of the week:  It is sixty years since Russia sparked the space race with the launch of its Sputnik satellite. And it’s the 55th anniversary of the first James Bond film Dr No.

Brief lives: Heartbreakers’ frontman Tom Petty; comedian and actor Bobby Knutt; trade union leader Rodney Bickerstaffe; Spain’s leading breeder of fighting bulls Victorino Martín and; former world middleweight champion Terry Downes.

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4 comments… Add yours
  • Trevor Rowley 8th October 2017

    Terry Downes was one of those British boxers who were taken to the nation’s heart (just like Henry Cooper, Barry McGuigan and Nigel Benn) largely because top level boxing was regularly on (free to air) TV in those lack and white days, the early Sixties. A likeable, cheeky chappie, he was everything you might expect from a not-too bright cockney boy who was able to rise to the top in the boxing profession. Not a big man, I would imagine he was a lightweight or featherweight or some such lower weight.

    After his boxing career ended, like Freddie Mills and “Our ‘Enery,” he was regularly seen in other branches of the showbiz world and surprisingly turned up in the world of cinema when he appeared in the Roman Polanski film, “The Fearless Vampire Killers,” which started off in the UK as “Dance of the Vampires.” A thoroughly enjoyable and humorous film. My favourite chuckle from the film? Alfie Bass (he of the popular series “The Army Game” on British TV), playing a Jewish innkeeper becomes “vampirised” and is confronted by the mad professor (Antrobus) who is going to cure him of his affliction by wielding a crucifix in front of his face. His response? “Oy, vay, have you got the wrong vampire!”

    • Mr Parrot 10th October 2017

      I only vaguely remember Terry Downes, although Freddie Mills is familiar if only because a friend of mine had a Freddie Mills punch ball.

      But I really must try and track down ‘Dance of the Vampires’ – it sounds a hoot!

  • Yorkshire Pudding 11th October 2017

    I wonder how bad May’s speech would have had to be before The Tory Party would have decided to boot her out. I am guessing that if she had arrived on stage with her knickers down, swigging from a bottle of Jack Daniels and swearing like a trooper at Johnson, they would have still allowed this grey, ineffectual prep school teacher to continue “leading” our great country. She is an embarrassment at a time when we need charisma, commitment and strength.

  • Roger O Green 11th October 2017

    Christmas in canceled?! I guess I’ll have to return those packages!


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