HM The Queen's Christmas Message

Steve Thackery wrote:
You should remember that for some off the off topic rubbish that leaves
your computer!
The saviour of the TV world! All those "stories" the groups were
subjected to for months.

Don't be such a miserable old sod! Bill's a national treasure.

Absolutely! like Radio 4.

On Tue, 25 Dec 2007 11:15:14 +0000 (GMT), charles put finger to
keyboard and typed:

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Ivan wrote:

"Bill Wright" wrote in message
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They just said on the BBC TV news that fifty years ago the Queen's
Christmas message had to be live 'unlike nowadays when it's recorded'.
They then showed part of it. So it was filmed at the time. So why did
she have to do it live?


Also wasn't it almost embarrassing the way she had to keep you looking
down to the table to prompt or herself from a script, hadn't the
teleprompter or autocue Been invented back then?

No

And, because it hadn't been invented, people were used to seeing
public speakers - either on TV, or giving a speech at a public meeting
- reading from notes, so it didn't look at all strange. Expectations
were simply different then; they would probably find a lot of what we
do awkward or embarassing.

Mark
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"Mike O'Sullivan" wrote in message
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Steve Thackery wrote:
You should remember that for some off the off topic rubbish that leaves
your computer!
The saviour of the TV world! All those "stories" the groups were
subjected to for months.

Don't be such a miserable old sod! Bill's a national treasure.

Absolutely! like Radio 4.

Now now! Sarky!

Anyway, no-one could accuse me of institutionalised left wing liberal bias!

I'm more like Fox News or the Daily Mail really. Or Alf Garnett.

Bill

"Mark Goodge" wrote in message
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And, because it hadn't been invented, people were used to seeing
public speakers - either on TV, or giving a speech at a public meeting
- reading from notes, so it didn't look at all strange. Expectations
were simply different then; they would probably find a lot of what we
do awkward or embarassing.

This is very true. In the early 1950s I used to run about in the street with
no pants on. I can't get away with it nowadays.

Bill

"Bill Wright" wrote in message
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"Mark Goodge" wrote in message
house.net...
And, because it hadn't been invented, people were used to seeing
public speakers - either on TV, or giving a speech at a public meeting
- reading from notes, so it didn't look at all strange. Expectations
were simply different then; they would probably find a lot of what we
do awkward or embarassing.

This is very true. In the early 1950s I used to run about in the street
with no pants on.

Coupled with the sound of your iron hoop clattering along the cobbled mean
Yorkshire streets, no X boxes back in them days, but try telling the kids
today..


I can't get away with it nowadays.


Bill

In article , Ivan
wrote:
Coupled with the sound of your iron hoop clattering along the cobbled mean
Yorkshire streets, no X boxes back in them days, but try telling the kids
today..

Luxury! We used to live in a hole in the road...

In article ,
Roger Wilmut wrote:
In article , Ivan
wrote:
Coupled with the sound of your iron hoop clattering along the cobbled
mean Yorkshire streets, no X boxes back in them days, but try telling
the kids today..

Luxury! We used to live in a hole in the road...

*Road*? There's posh for you. When I were a lad roads were just a gleam in
father's eye after meeting sailors who talked wildly of such new fangled
things from distant lands.

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*A 'jiffy' is an actual unit of time for 1/100th of a second.

Dave Plowman London SW
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On Wed, 26 Dec 2007 17:57:36 -0000, "Bill Wright"
wrote:


"Steve Thackery" wrote in message
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You should remember that for some off the off topic rubbish that leaves
your computer!
The saviour of the TV world! All those "stories" the groups were
subjected to for months.

Don't be such a miserable old sod! Bill's a national treasure.
Yes, I'm a cult I am! Only the other day I was on the roof of a block of
council flats messing about with the aerial and a stout lady came out and
bellowed that I was a cult! And a chap rung me up last week about a car I
sold him and he said I was a complete cult!

Have you tried that stuff for getting the wax out of your ears recently? I
used it a few years ago and by gum it was an experience! I lay on my side on
the floor and got Hil to drop it in. Nothing happened for a bit and I had
just started to relax, thinking "Oh, that wasn't so bad," then all hell was
let loose. It was just like having a big jumping jack inside your head,
except there was no smoke, although I wouldn't have been surprised if smoke
HAD drifted up through my scalp like a smouldering moorland fire. Basically
it felt as if I was having my head blown up from the inside. Anyway, I then
had to have to other side done, which took some nerve I can tell you. And
when I looked at the carpet there was an eggcupful of filthy wax, hairs, and
the tip of a WRCC pencil last seen when I was in Mrs Gallager's reception
class in 1954.

So last week, when I told Hil how everyone seemed think I was a cult she
suddenly said "I think we'll do the earwax again." I quaked in my boots. She
couldn't find the original bottle, so she went and bought some more. On the
label there was a grandiose boast of the concoction's tremendous efficiency,
so I quaked some more. As I lay trembling on the kitchen floor I felt the
cold liquid enter my earhole. I bravely shook my head a bit to help it on
its way. I waited in dread expectation. And waited. Hil looked with concern
at my pop-eyed tension-raddled cowardly visage.

"Are you alright? Why have you stopped breathing? You're going a very funny
colour."

I spoke through gritted teeth, like a man dealing with an unexpoded bomb.
"I'm just waiting for it to take effect."

"What on earth do you expect to happen?"

"All the explosions and that."

"Oh well, after all the fuss you made last time I asked the chemist for
something suitable for babies," she said, adding "big babies" under her
breath, but still clearly audible even to me with one ear full of liquid and
the other touching the kitchen floor. "So he gave me this different stuff.
It works more gently, over a period of hours rather than seconds. You'll
have to sleep with your head on some old rags tonight."

If you don't want to read his missives, just put him on your blocked
senders list.
Yes, you should block me off. Want to buy some earwax?

Bill

I have terrible problems with earwax. That explosive stuff sounds
good. What is it?

Marky P.

"Marky P" wrote in message
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I have terrible problems with earwax. That explosive stuff sounds
good. What is it?
I don't know the brand because that was the old bottle, and we couldn't find
it. But the new stuff worked as well, it just took longer. You could always
put a tyre hose in your gob and blow the stuff out.

Seriously, I think the routine use of warm olive oil is a good preventitive
measure.

Bill

On 27 Dec, 10:50, Roger Wilmut wrote:
In article , Ivan

wrote:
Coupled with the sound of your iron hoop clattering along the cobbled mean
Yorkshire streets, no X boxes back in them days, but try telling the kids
today..

Luxury! We used to live in a hole in the road...

Well, I say X-box, but it were just a box wi' an X pencilled on it.

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