Brinsworth House Baiter

Anyway, getting back to the subject of the thread, our Mister Doherty is a Queens Park Rangers fan & appears to have taken their lack of success quite badly. One wonders whether the rest of the Loftus Road faithful are out riding in Jaguars whilst off their heads on crack...

You might know a friend of mine, he goes to support Villa as well, I'm sure you must bump into him. I've heard 'em all before you know... We'll be in Europe next year, if there's a war... What do Juan Pablo Angel & Dracula have in common? They're both scared of crosses... I just take comfort that it could have been so much worse, had I been born in the blue part of the city...

dickie o is a great actor, better than brando by a long shot ! I think the clue is in the timing of the post... damn these new 24 hour drinking laws.

Looking at the photo on Tempus Fugit's link & seeing Roger De Courcey, it begged the question, what happened to Nookie Bear? Did they split up due to artistic differences? Did Nookie develop a drug dependance & slip into obscurity? Is he in the North Pole saving his Arctic cousins? Did he shack up with some bear tart on a delapidated barge somewhere on the canals of England? Did he retire with Emu to a villa in Spain? Is Nookie already in Brinsworth House? Is Nookie even alive? Or is there something far more sinister going on here, such as Roger doing the cuddly little bastard in? If anyone has any info please let us know.

As far as I remember, a tree fell on his head during the 'Great Storm' of 1987. Bet Gordon didn't think it was that great.

You do know your talking about the black man off the telly. Trevor MacDonald?

Not a fan then?

Okay, there's this guy, called Hunter, who owns a nail business that has fallen upon hard times. His accountant warns him that he needs to do something quick before the business goes under, so Hunter decides to act. He enlists the services of an advertising firm, who send a new, dynamic representative to see him. 'Don't worry,' says the ad rep, 'leave it to me & I'll sort you out with an ad for the telly.' 'The telly?' 'Yeah, slap bang in the middle of Coronation Street. Your business will tenfold- trust me!' And trust him Hunter does &, a week later, he's settling down in front of the box with his wife eagerly waiting for his advert. It comes on, as promised, during the Corrie break & the screen shows a crowd scene. Gradually the camera lifts over the crowd & pans in on what is quite obviously Jesus Christ on the cross. The camera hovers on the Messiah's grimace & then moves onto the wounds at his wrists, as a voiceover announces 'Hunter's Nails won't let you down!' 'Bloody hell!' Hunter exclaims, exchanging a horrified glance with his wife as he grabs the phone & rings the ad rep. 'What the bloody hell was that!' 'Did you like it?' 'Like it? It was way too controversial! This'll finish me!' 'Too controversial eh?' Says the ad man. 'Okay, here's what I'll do. I'll do you another advert, at exactly the same time next week & make it less controversial. I'll also waive the fee, okay? Trust me.' And so Hunter does &, the following week, he's settled down with his wife to watch Corrie. The ad break comes on & the screen is filled with flowing grass & Hunter begins to relax, until the camera pans in on Jesus running for his life. Then the camera switches to the two Centurians chasing him & one turns to the other & pants 'this wouldn't have happened if we'd used Hunter's Nails!'

Disappointed? I'm disappointed most Saturday afternoons. Being at Villa Park is a little like being at a Pete Doherty gig- you get used to no shows. Boom bloody boom!

Fair enough... for impressive read copious. I was actually commenting on the quantity, as against the quality...

Whether you think he was good or not, there's no denying that that's a pretty impressive body of work- either with or without the St. Etienne video.

Personally I'd rather see him drag up & do Princess Di, but then that is just my opinion &, to be frank, I haven't been feeling that great of late. Still no bloody autograph. I think he might be ignoring me- I mean, how ill is he if he's not answering his post?

I hope they took some photocopies of his arrest warrant; they may be needing more of them in the future... Spooky! Star Crossed, it's almost as if you are blessed with a psychic gift or something. I feel it would be simply vulgar to ask you for Wednesday's lottery numbers, so I'll settle for whether Villa will get 3 points or not on Saturday.

A Villa fan's thoughts on the matter- when you consider Sven & Becks, suddenly David O' Leary doesn't seem so bad.

Gosh, does that therefore configure that Dicky O' is more popular than the Pope? Heh, & you said Dicky was crap! Still no autograph yet, by the way.

He looked pretty sprightly to me last night at the end of eviction night (there was nothing else on okay!). Mind you, if he goes swimming with Barrymore it could be another story altogether.

I'd say no. Surely in the world of rock n' roll early death brings you legendary status, ie Bon Scott, Kurt, erm...Mama Cass...erm... Okay, look at it this way, if Cliff Richard had died in the sixties, he would have been remembered as the UK's answer (albeit piss poor) to Elvis... aha! There's another one! Aha! Elvis, not Morten Harket and his chums. Anyway, seeing as Cliff didn't die in the sixties & is hanging it out, he will be remembered instead as the God bothering twat who sung at Wimbledon & released all those awful xmas warbles. Nope, if I had the choice I'd die as early as I could with my rock n' roll boots on in order to guarantee my legendary status. Are you listening Robbie? Do yourself a favour, kill yourself now!

Aw, shucks. This is actually the nicest thing anyone's said to me all day! Which makes me wonder whether I should go out more or stay in more.

Does now, just fixed it. Sorry! What I find sad is people jumping in to steal my glory, lol!

Here we go- Denville Hall

Well hello, wtf is going on here then? Have I missed something or has a fight really broken out between deathlisters over Vera Lyn? Vera Lyn incites anarchy! Whatever next? I'm going back inside to get my pint.

Yep, well done Mary! Giddy heights of Death Listing for us all to aspire to.

Anything's a possibility in the dark world of Dicky O. I have a great deal of affection for this thread, as I grew up watching Richard as a kid & this thread was how I stumbled across DL, so I hope it runs forever & sets all kinds of new records. Update on the autograph request: It's been 2 days & I still haven't heard anything from the great man yet. Early days yet though- I have every confidence my quest will bear fruit.

That's not the same dyslexic who went to a toga party dressed as a goat is it?

Very Good! Whilst your gone, may I suggest you look up the definition of double entendre & avoid any clubs sporting the 'Blue Oyster' moniker?