Hallo Fitty, I can't be 100% certain but I think I heard it mentioned on one of Clive James' trips to those faraway places where the poor old TV licence payer can't afford to go. Mmm come to think about it they don't seem to have progs like that now..maybe the trough is empty. So now the derivation is sorted mine's a pint thank you very much and no cigar....back to genealogy
I love the smell of Cigars, they remind me of an old Chemist shop that i lived near in Hunslet Carr. The chemist never had one out of his mouth . lol
Thinking back, it was a truly lovely shop, full of old bottles and big oak cases...it always smelled of Beeswax and Cigars. The lady that used to clean the shop "had" me while mum got home from work. If i was really good he used to let me watch him count out the pills.
Mines a Gin and Coke ( yeah! i know YAK!) and hold the ice.
God Knew Elvis was Tired so he called him to rest !................ "I like it well done, Cooked. I ain't orderin' a pet." --Elvis Presley, On Meat "Don't be like nobody else or you'll be livin' a lie, and that ain't livin'." --Elvis Presley, On Individuality
Yeah, I know the feeling. I always knew that my g.granddad killed himself by coal gas poisoning, but my gran didn't think to tell me that it was because he had an "Exaggerated attachment to his daughter" - my grans elder sister! I only found out when I ordered a copy of the article in a 1936 paper. I wonder if that's the reason she was so concerned when I began my family history. I'll never know as she died in 1995