Anubis the Jackal

His sad passing was mentioned in the 'Dead Drummers' thread. A bit tenuous if you ask me, as he was better known as a frontman. I liked 'The Storm' mesself.

Bugger. He was class. Mad as a barrel of badgers, but class.

That's my new signature sorted!

Elizabeth Schwarzkopf (aka Betty Blackhead) was actually quite well known, and famously, when on 'Desert Island Discs' chose only her own recordings, the self-important old Nazi. edit. I actually knew that before I read the link. Honest!

Indeed, was he the scatteur or the scattee? Oaten was mainly scat, and I'm not too sure whether he was top or bottom.

This is Sheerness. Best of luck...

They should mash up his corpse with some floor sweepings and bury him packed into his own guts. It's what he would have wanted etc.

I'd say you're quite right, although I think you'll find it was 'What's Good for the Goose' If you've ever seen that pile of steaming dung (apart from The Pretty Things in full flow) you'd know why it flopped

I couldn't read the screen.

As far as I know, butterflies have a long retractable tubular mouth with which they suck nectar. Not much nibbling action there.

I'm not..

Lord Renton , Conservative Peer who passed his driving test at the age of 95 and was succeeded in his Huntingdon seat by John Major will be 98 in a few days. Quoted (on Wiki, so usual caveats apply) as defending the House of Lords thus; "the genius of the upper house is that it includes world-renowned experts in law, science and the arts who would never run for election", and that "'Democracy has its limitations."

David Gemmell used to edit my local rag. He once presented me with a signed copy of his book 'Legend' along with a cassette of the ZX Spectrum game version of it. Both were irredeemably sh*t.

"But nobody ever said a bad word about Winston Churchill, did they? No! "Win with Winnie!" Churchill! With his cigars, with his brandy. And his ROTTEN painting! Rotten! Hitler, THERE was a painter! He count paint an entire apartment in one afternoon! TWO COATS!" Mel Brooks - The Producers

I'll see your Father Christmas and raise you a Rod Hull! He was getting stuck in to the scotch well before the sun was over the yard-arm at a charity 'Fun Day' and my approach for an autograph was met with those exact words.

Would you like a 300-pound horse to jump on your back?

Not a Potato!

A friend was once sent to interview the big guy at his villa in Italy, apparently a very strange experience. He had to present a small gift to the bloated bawler before he would be allowed in his presence. The Pav was lying in a hammock in the gardern, but as he is rather on the large side, the 'trees' the hammock was slung from were, in fact, made from reinforced concrete. Pavarottis aide explained that the great lummox had to be addressed at all times as 'Maestro' so it was with his sense of the ludicrous somewhat heightened that he asked his first question. Onfortunately, when Mr P is not belting out arias, he has to rest his voice as much as possible, so his reply came out in a tiny piping warble which put the journo into a situation not unlike this

Still, nice sashette though OoO. I may soon revert to my King Zog avatar to compete.

You Are Guinness You know beer well, and you'll only drink the best beers in the world. Watered down beers disgust you, as do the people who drink them. When you drink, you tend to become a bit of a know it all - especially about subjects you don't know well. But your friends tolerate your drunken ways, because you introduce them to the best beers around. What's Your Beer Personality? http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbeerpersonalityquiz/ Blimey, bang-on. Although tonight is a Black Label night.

Incredible String Band?

Latest news from someone who had dinner with him on Saturday night...he's looking far better than he should. Still going to pop off soon, but may survive the year.

Maryport, I was chatting to my Cumbrian collegues over the weekend. When the subject of Maryport came up, they looked at each other, laughed and declared it 'A weird old place.' When pushed, they revealed that they were in the chippie one evening when a bloke walked in leading a horse on a piece of old string...and no-one else in the place batted an eyelid. Is this normal for Maryport? (P.S. Nice merging Sir / Madam!)

Your second name isn't 'Estelle' by any chance?

As I recall, this was about as 'good' as Gimme Gimme Gimme ever got. Christ it was sh*t.