goldust40

Killer book, in both senses of the word.

Must be hellish to work in this sort of weather. I was thinking the same. It's better than working in the snow. Surely that brings most work to a standstill, or am I wrong?

Great book - congrats!

Must be hellish to work in this sort of weather.

He's one of my favourite authors. On the Road is an absolute must read (thumbs u

Yep. Better when it's slightly melted.

I remember I still call them Marathons.

Yep. It was an outrage at the time.

And..... He took the bet, ate all 25... threw up 4 times and was off work the next day. But he won the bet. Good work fella (thumbs u The ironic thing was he was earning £50 a day at that time... so no loss of earnings when he had to phone into the foreman as he was sick as a dog. It was a win all round. He kept his income, pride and had a day off. But developed a lifelong dislike for Snickers bars. Not sure about that.... but he did go a bit nutty! Were they called Marathons back then? Mars UK changed the name of its Marathon bar to Snickers in 1990, so probably not.

And..... He took the bet, ate all 25... threw up 4 times and was off work the next day. But he won the bet. Good work fella (thumbs u The ironic thing was he was earning £50 a day at that time... so no loss of earnings when he had to phone into the foreman as he was sick as a dog. It was a win all round. He kept his income, pride and had a day off. But developed a lifelong dislike for Snickers bars. Not sure about that.... but he did go a bit nutty!

And..... He took the bet, ate all 25... threw up 4 times and was off work the next day. But he won the bet. Good work fella (thumbs u The ironic thing was he was earning £50 a day at that time... so no loss of earnings when he had to phone into the foreman as he was sick as a dog. It was a win all round. He kept his income, pride and had a day off. But developed a lifelong dislike for Snickers bars.

And..... ...he exploded. Those bars are packed with peanuts.

Bracket.

Whinge

Lozenge.

Bellow.

Yellow.

Well, it is. Especially in Muswell Hill.

Back in the '80s my local store (on Finchley Road, North London) had various types of Thunderbird wine on their behind the counter shelves. I'd heard of this wine through it being namechecked by Ian Dury on the song Sweet Gene Vincent and in a biker film called The Loveless, starring Willem Dafoe. Never was that curious enough to drink it, however. And having read that article, I'm rather glad I didn't. Not really the choice back then of the British wino (Strongbow, Carlsberg Extra and Meths were the beverages du jour of the aspiring itinerant at that time, and no, I wasn't one). At some point in the mid ' 90s my local stopped stocking it, but I'm fairly sure that you can still track down that product in London if you look for long enough. I believe your innards will worship the fact that your never drank the diesel tasting elixir that is known as Thunderbird. Then again, a cultured partying person like you that has been to many a house party and not drank Thunderbird ... That is hard to believe Never saw it at house parties....it just wasn't a trendy drink and it was hard to come by (unless you lived near that shop by Finchley Road tube station). It was reasonably accessible in South London - they tried to poison the better half of London It's grim up North (London).

Back in the '80s my local store (on Finchley Road, North London) had various types of Thunderbird wine on their behind the counter shelves. I'd heard of this wine through it being namechecked by Ian Dury on the song Sweet Gene Vincent and in a biker film called The Loveless, starring Willem Dafoe. Never was that curious enough to drink it, however. And having read that article, I'm rather glad I didn't. Not really the choice back then of the British wino (Strongbow, Carlsberg Extra and Meths were the beverages du jour of the aspiring itinerant at that time, and no, I wasn't one). At some point in the mid ' 90s my local stopped stocking it, but I'm fairly sure that you can still track down that product in London if you look for long enough. I believe your innards will worship the fact that your never drank the diesel tasting elixir that is known as Thunderbird. Then again, a cultured partying person like you that has been to many a house party and not drank Thunderbird ... That is hard to believe Never saw it at house parties....it just wasn't a trendy drink and it was hard to come by (unless you lived near that shop by Finchley Road tube station).

Back in the '80s my local store (on Finchley Road, North London) had various types of Thunderbird wine on their behind the counter shelves. I'd heard of this wine through it being namechecked by Ian Dury on the song Sweet Gene Vincent and in a biker film called The Loveless, starring Willem Dafoe. Never was that curious enough to drink it, however. And having read that article, I'm rather glad I didn't. Not really the choice back then of the British wino (Strongbow, Carlsberg Extra and Meths were the beverages du jour of the aspiring itinerant at that time, and no, I wasn't one). At some point in the mid ' 90s my local stopped stocking it, but I'm fairly sure that you can still track down that product in London if you look for long enough.

Nick Landau may be a key figure in the development of British fandom (and without question the man who has done the best out of it) but he is not a celebrity. Great picture though, and I should've spotted Douglas Adams sitting next to him.

Just how prolific was Hendrix, that they keep uncovering stuff from the end of his brief career? I no doubt will be checking it out.

The architecture isn't always bland and boring...