tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30869933.post6601268470916434575..comments2008-07-28T20:20:44.910+01:00Botogolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17024057489361848870noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30869933.post-47820201249785297742008-07-28T20:20:00.000+01:002008-07-28T20:20:00.000+01:00you <I>are</I> my mystery lurker from CSFB, aren't you. . .<BR/><BR/>;-)I, like the viewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00423569600315825506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30869933.post-91261413528383976832008-06-23T05:10:00.000+01:002008-06-23T05:10:00.000+01:00just saw your words video... gotta love a guy with lots of books.scribblerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13473712188879858952noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30869933.post-75952878120579452212008-06-11T19:49:00.000+01:002008-06-11T19:49:00.000+01:00The great Northern comedian Al Read pinched all his best lines from the workers in his sausage factory. He had their benches wired and taped their conversations.<BR/>"Eeh the things that were said at our Edie's wedding."<BR/>I think Harold Pinter got his non-sequiturs from eavesdropping on conversations on buses, but being of a rather more miserable disposition than Al Read this didn't amount to much - except some rather dreary plays, for which he got the Nobel Prize. <BR/>Best wishesOld Fogeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11247102564173946623noreply@blogger.com