tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post8725735536374425829..comments2023-08-01T03:43:16.312-07:00Comments on The Daily Scorch: Adam lay yboundenMrs Boyohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04747278401077565354noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-58127705139585978572008-04-23T02:33:00.000-07:002008-04-23T02:33:00.000-07:00My hope is that No Good Boyo will continue his lif...My hope is that No Good Boyo will continue his lifelong trend towards downscaling by moving from saloon car to moped to just sitting around in his shed as soon as possible. I may even increase his horilka ration to that end.Mrs Boyohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04747278401077565354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-41627409758994660452008-04-22T06:48:00.000-07:002008-04-22T06:48:00.000-07:00If you think the Boyo has problems with his own ca...If you think the Boyo has problems with his own car, wait until he's held a licence long enough to hire a van. I once did an entire trip to Essex and back in a hired Transit during which I helpfully signalled people out of sideroads by washing the windscreen, and greeted the gathering dusk by getting the horn stuck full on.<BR/><BR/>Let me know in good time if Boyo is to drive one, so that I can either leave the country well in advance, or volunteer to come alog as co-driver for the entertainment value.Gyppo Byardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08823690986571629011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-13017141705777950692008-04-18T08:30:00.000-07:002008-04-18T08:30:00.000-07:00You've Been Framed is the sort of thing I'd like t...You've Been Framed is the sort of thing I'd like to base my pet project "Idiot TV" on. <BR/><BR/>It would cover the same areas as BBC1, but with idiots chosen deliberately as presenters, rather than accidently as at the BBC. Apart from idiots, we'd also showchase other bright ideas of mine as the Tourette's Male Voice Choir.<BR/><BR/>Well, I'd watch it. I'd watch that clip of your trouserless hopak too. Sharyvary are difficult to keep up at the best of times.No Good Boyohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05859104068516964533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-41450486720668744222008-04-17T06:19:00.000-07:002008-04-17T06:19:00.000-07:00Ha! It was a bit of both, Mrs. B. Jeremy Beadle, t...Ha! It was a bit of both, Mrs. B. Jeremy Beadle, the erstwhile presenter, was later revealed to have been a Romanian spy - hence his ridiculous beard and lack of charisma.<BR/><BR/>My contribution to the show was as a member of <B>The Balalaika Dance Group</B>. During a lively dance - very possibly your own <I>Hopak</I>, yes - my trousers started falling down, but like a trouper I carried on, managing to kick them off at an opportune moment and finishing the dance. The performance was in a hospice full of elderly ladies, who <I>begged me</I> for my phone number afterwards ;-) We got £250 for sending in the video. Best anecdote of my life and now I’ve used it up, ah well.Gadjo Dilohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08998278830936531990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-24635796359306435072008-04-17T02:21:00.000-07:002008-04-17T02:21:00.000-07:00You've Been Framed - is this a programme in which ...You've Been Framed - is this a programme in which the presenter sets up traps for unwitting members of the public, or a Romanian Police training film?Mrs Boyohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04747278401077565354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-2859752035357193982008-04-14T21:40:00.000-07:002008-04-14T21:40:00.000-07:00Ah, I always wondered why those outdoor scenes in ...Ah, I always wondered why those outdoor scenes in Carry On Up The Khyber reminded me of my damp childood holidays! I've never been in a film but I was once on <B><I>You've Been Framed</I></B>.Gadjo Dilohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08998278830936531990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-365063249194052382008-04-14T01:27:00.000-07:002008-04-14T01:27:00.000-07:00I stand corrected. It ought to have been "during"....I stand corrected. It ought to have been "during". <BR/><BR/>I've never been in a film, although my brother Bendigeidfran was an extra in First Knight when it was filmed in the environs of Trawsfynydd.<BR/><BR/>Film trivia: the mountain scenes in Carry On Up The Khyber were shot at Tanygrisiau near my hometown of Dolgellau, and Michael Mann's Transylvanian oddity The Keep was also filmed in Snowdonia.<BR/><BR/>Emma Thompson was a delight in The Tall Guy and Fortunes of War, but Branagh swapped her loveliness for luvviness. Now she's unbearable. Audiencies cheered as she was tortured in Imagining Argentina, I gather. Not that I in any way condone blah blah.No Good Boyohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05859104068516964533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-16775337529090361952008-04-13T21:32:00.000-07:002008-04-13T21:32:00.000-07:00I cried during* Das Boot. "Kenneth Branagh: worse ...I cried during* Das Boot. <BR/><BR/>"Kenneth Branagh: worse than, well, only my younger self, perhaps". I always found Emma Thomson very foxy though.<BR/><BR/>* That's correct, isn't it?Gadjo Dilohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08998278830936531990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-34207574419623790632008-04-13T16:06:00.000-07:002008-04-13T16:06:00.000-07:00"I cried IN Kenneth Branagh's spectacularly loud a..."I cried <B>IN</B> Kenneth Branagh's spectacularly loud and muddy film of Henry V..." <I>(my emphasis)</I>.<BR/><BR/>Excuse my prepositional pedantry, but were you an extra or summat, like a dead Frenchie?<BR/><BR/>Branagh and Emma Thomson. How many invitations for dinner did their friends turn down?M C Wardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09915316267943374795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-73736761401204276032008-04-13T09:08:00.000-07:002008-04-13T09:08:00.000-07:00I cried in Kenneth Branagh's spectacularly loud an...I cried in Kenneth Branagh's spectacularly loud and muddy film of Henry V, when he declared <I>"For I am Welsh, you know, good countryman"</I>.<BR/><BR/>As if our woes were not enough, now this floppy-banged ham wants in, I thought.No Good Boyohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05859104068516964533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-24696576140474963082008-04-13T08:24:00.000-07:002008-04-13T08:24:00.000-07:00There was something in my eye. And I haven't sobbe...There was something in my eye. And I haven't sobbed since Brazil got knocked out of the World Cup in 1982 - an omen if ever there was one.M C Wardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09915316267943374795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-32682482389156751562008-04-13T02:46:00.000-07:002008-04-13T02:46:00.000-07:00Oh, sorry, I really should have more respect. And ...Oh, sorry, I really should have more respect. And <I>batko</I> undoubtedly sounds better in a Ukrainian accent than in the silly one I use inside my head. May his картопля коньяк preserve him ever!<BR/><BR/>One's given the impression that all marriages are romantic comedies. Having just embarked on one, I'm hoping it's true :-)Gadjo Dilohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08998278830936531990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-29207925586789262802008-04-13T02:35:00.000-07:002008-04-13T02:35:00.000-07:00Seen any good romantic comedies recently, Mr Ward?...Seen any good romantic comedies recently, Mr Ward?Mrs Boyohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04747278401077565354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-85798656876785208312008-04-12T09:30:00.000-07:002008-04-12T09:30:00.000-07:00Mrs B, from this and previous posts it may be addu...Mrs B, from this and previous posts it may be adduced that NGB is wont to break down at the slightest provocation. On behalf of the rest of British manhood, may I just say that this is neither common, nor socially acceptable. The proper manner in which to show emotions is through drink and casual violence.M C Wardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09915316267943374795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-763997310361507442008-04-12T02:18:00.000-07:002008-04-12T02:18:00.000-07:00Batko is a real man, the father of a friend. He de...Batko is a real man, the father of a friend. He devotes his life to turning potatoes into something more interesting. "Batko" simply means "father" in Ukrainian, although I confess even his wife calls him that. Country ways...<BR/><BR/>I've come to realise that other women have little interest beyond the sociological in No Good Boyo, and think I could have driven a harder bargain at the garden centre. Too late now.Mrs Boyohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04747278401077565354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-78835920133858573832008-04-10T06:19:00.000-07:002008-04-10T06:19:00.000-07:00I think 1952 was a bit too post-modern for them. T...I think 1952 was a bit too post-modern for them. They'd have prefered to have stayed in 1922: after the Treaty of Trianon but still before The Enlightenment.<BR/><BR/>Is Batko Voskoboynykov a real person?? I've done many bad things in my life, but I'd never call a child of mine <B><I>Batko</I></B>!<BR/><BR/>By the way, I was worried that you'd get <I>women readers</I> writing in to comment upon Boyo’s nocturnal switch-groping endeavours, but fortunately you haven't.Gadjo Dilohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08998278830936531990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-68900285021894472432008-04-09T07:50:00.000-07:002008-04-09T07:50:00.000-07:00Mr Dilo, helping to keep Boyo blurred is a simple ...Mr Dilo, helping to keep Boyo blurred is a simple and satisfying task, effected by ensuring an unsteady supply of Batko Voskoboynykov's <I>horilka</I> and an unvarnished shed.<BR/><BR/>My one visit to Romania confirmed the impression you give of a country that said <I>"This is 1952, and we like it. Let's stay."</I> Lack of ambition becomes them.Mrs Boyohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04747278401077565354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-26009314808851069512008-04-09T00:22:00.000-07:002008-04-09T00:22:00.000-07:00Well, Italy's gone to the dogs now; they're all po...Well, Italy's gone to the dogs now; they're all poncing around with Gucci handbags full of money and makeup and souls full of nothing. While here we've remained true to neo-realist principles and, culturally, everything is still shot in black-and-white. :-) <BR/><BR/>For the sake of humanity and all that is holy, Mrs. B, allow The Boyo’s soul to remain unfocussed: wasn’t it only when Nietzsche’s sister started crystallising the philosopher’s ravings into <B>a plan of action</B> that all the trouble started?Gadjo Dilohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08998278830936531990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-4753417029131988212008-04-08T18:22:00.000-07:002008-04-08T18:22:00.000-07:00Mr Dilo, I'm pleased to hear that Romanians, like ...Mr Dilo, I'm pleased to hear that Romanians, like their Italian cousins, still value the simple things in life. <BR/><BR/>There is an excellent Russian film called "Gorod Zero" (Zero Town) that foresaw No Good Boyo's doomed attempts to leave our house by whatever means at hand. Review here: <BR/><BR/>http://movies.nytimes.com/movie/review?_r=1&res=9A04E0D7123AF931A15750C0A967958260&oref=slogin<BR/><BR/>Mr Bananas, like Nietzsche I sometimes fear No Good Boyo's soul may look back into me if it ever managed to focus for long enough.Mrs Boyohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04747278401077565354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-57097351986436936912008-04-08T00:53:00.000-07:002008-04-08T00:53:00.000-07:00I'd always pictured life in the Boyo household as ...I'd always pictured life in the Boyo household as being somewhat like a Truffaut film! Ours in more like a slice of Italian neo-realism, De Sica’s <B>Bicycle Thieves</B> perhaps, with plenty of furrowed brows and pacing around, punctuated occasionally by uncontrollable joy over acquisitions like a particularly tasty onion or a new second-hand pair of trousers.Gadjo Dilohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08998278830936531990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2682207550919196905.post-4906818719342070872008-04-07T23:52:00.000-07:002008-04-07T23:52:00.000-07:00He is clearly a man of deep emotion underneath his...He is clearly a man of deep emotion underneath his jocular exterior. You had the privilege to look into the the soul of a Welshman, Mrs Boyo.Gorilla Bananashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13044093013423635830noreply@blogger.com