a new year
all the best for 2010 hope its a ferry good year arch x
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Permalink Reply by Paddy on -
Archie and everyone else here....HAPPY NEW YEAR.
Hope everyone had a good time seeing the new year in and aren't nursing hangovers today!!!
Yes let's hope Mr Ferry gives us all a good 2010 and releases his album and tours. The summer could be good time for Ferry fans.
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Permalink Reply by kath smith on -
hi to chris and all on roxyrama wishing you all the very best for 2010 and heres hoping that we can get back out on the roxyroad this year !!!!! xxxxxxxx
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Permalink Reply by Siobhan on -
Happy New Year to All for 2010
i
Hang overs ouch not for the faint hearted ha ha
Hopefully We will see Bryan do a few tours and bring out that long awaited album xx:
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Permalink Reply by sharon on -
Happy New Year to you Archie and to all on Roxyrama.....is Bry waiting for a handsome boatman in the pic?
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Permalink Reply by Jim on -
A belated happy new year to one and all on this here Hostelry of wit, merriment and all things musical and trivial. I hope one and all had a pleasant festive period full of good cheer, merriment and good will notwithstanding the deluge of snow, ice and wet chucked down from the gods on high.
I would have been on sooner were it not for a small distraction that came my way on New Years Night. Until just about the time that David Tennant was casting off his mortal coil as Dr Who ( for those of you around the globe who do not follow this programme there is always You Tube ) it was a perfect winters evening with the snow outside, a roaring fire inside, kids and guests in good fettle, some of us perticularly enjoying a fine bottle or two of Voignier from the antipedes.
So there I was in the midst of this warm gathering of mirth when we had what one could describe a small incident. On exactly the same day last year my chimney went on fire and I had to call on my local friends in the fire brigade to come as an emergency as we were in danger of having a serious house fire.
No such trouble this year I thought as the Chimney had been swept and all boded well for keeping out the cold with a roaring open blaze. I was just tending to the fire, throwing on a Yuletide log so to speak when I first realized that something was amiss. The first clue was when I bent down to get some coal from the coalbucket next to the fire. The cat was sitting his small fluffy bed next to the coal bucket, and suddenly he took to his heels and scarpered rather urgently-- quite clearly alarmed about something! At the same time I thought " That's a funny noise coming from somewhere--- and whatever it is it has spooked the cat!" It did not dawn on me at that precise moment what was the source of either the noise of the cause of the cat's bolting.
However the matter was eventually cleared up by my second oldest son-- a long haired, 13 year old, laid back sort of creature who was sitting in the computer chair watching the demise of the timelord on the TV. He is not one for great drama, my son! He is knicknamed Elvis because in the mornings he mumbles and makes incoherent mutterings by way of a good morning greeting. Anyway, there he is, seated with his legs resting against the wall, a picture of teenage slothism when I get in the way of his TV viewing as I tend to the fire. Does he demand that I get out of the way?-- No! Does he rise from the seated state to better his view?--- er--- NO!
He politely asks " Dad, can you get out of the way?-- Oh-- and by the way---- Your Hair's on Fire!"
I wasn't sure what he had actually said at first-- there was this crackling sound that was going on close by that was really beginning to irk me--but then I cottoned on to the message he was relaying! That explained why the cat bolted. Obviously when I bent down for the coal the poor cat was faced with a great flaming head bending towards him. And that crackling noise that I couldn't source was of course the sound of my barnet burning away like the olympic torch!
Now let's be clear about one thing. Once I had got myself out of the line of vision, unblocking the view of all and sundry of the master's doom and the Doctor's transformation in the tardis, there was no great concern in the room for my burning bonce! I had by this time patted it down so that there were no more flames, merely a sort of pre eruption volcanic smoldering-- talk about smoke gets in your eyes?
There were adults present who of course had a slightly different take on this whole affair. They were not so mesmerised by the timelord as transfixed by the sudden lack of hair on the crown of my head. I am not a vain man ( I don't think so anyway ) and I was in no rush to check the damage in the mirror, but the more the assembled gathering began to laugh helplessly the greater the temptation to check out the results of this Human Catastrophe.
What can I say? Does anyone remember Derek Nimmo on " Oh Brother"? -- Well if you can, you get the picture! If you can't just think of any old monk you care to mention. Clearly there was going to be a requirement for a hat-- possibly 24 hours a day for some time! My children offered to draw in some hair-- bless them eh? Others made various references to Bobby Charlton, being a hothead, a flaming nuisance, and strangely enough-- both ends burning! Of course the Dr Who fans could not resist asking about Torchwood!
When my daughter eventually went back to school she told this story to the whole class so by the end of the day i was greeted by several 7 year olds all demanding to see my napper and laughing uncontollably. Once the position was explained to their parents-- they were not much better. I developed an immediate affinity with John Merrick that I didn't know I had!
A few weeks on, I have recently been to see my hairdresser. A tall, 80's locked, former new romantic who is forever dressed in Black. As I sat in the chair and looked him in the mirror, he looked at the crown of my head and pointed with his Index finger. "What on God's earth happened here then"?. I explained and we went through the options. Razor? Crew Cut? Phil Oakeyesque? Balaclava? Cowboy Hats? Mohican?
Sander? Holy Orders?-- or just cut the rest of it and walk about with a big hole where your hair used to be?
So if you happen to come across a rather good looking chap with a strange hairline with what looks like the folical eqivalent of the Gobi desert in the middle then you will know it is me. By all means say Hello.
I will be happy to go for a drink and talk about all things strange.
We could even discuss the starnge sensation you get when drinking mixed cocktails out of someone else's artificial leg-- which is another story altogether.
May 2010 bring endless opportunities to laugh at ourselves and the never ending immaturity that should accompany advancing years!
Best wishes to all.
A song please Mr Ferry et all?
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Permalink Reply by sharon on
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Jim
Gosh, what an experience and as ever told with such eloquence....like the sound of your hairdresser by the way, glad you are back it has been a little .....staid of late , a poem perhaps to crown (sorry ) the new year ?! That would be most warming (sorry,cant resist )
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Permalink Reply by Siren on -
Thought things had been awfully quiet on the Jim front!
What an extreme way to get an Eno hairstyle!
Most people just take a photograph along to the barber/hairdresser and ask them to oblige.
:)
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Permalink Reply by Siobhan on
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Awe Poor Jim
hair today done to morrow I cant help but laugh be careful with fires from now on haha
Happy New Year xx
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Permalink Reply by sharon on
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Jim
I forgot to ask ...did 'smoke get in your eyes?'..I am just glad you did'nt stumble backwards or you could have ended up with 'both ends burning'.....
H.N.Year Siobhan x
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Permalink Reply by Jim on
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No-- Smoke did not get in my eyes-- and I should add that the offending flame came from one of a series of small candles above the fireplace rather than from the fire itself, from which I was in no danger.
I have had many a strange thing happen to me in a life of buffoonery but that must rank as one of the oddest. I could not have done it if I had tried and was blissfully unaware of the whole thing until my son pointed out what was going on.
Just goes to show you how easy something like that can happen and to be careful with kids and ageing parents. Not to mention fully grown adult idiots right enough!
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Permalink Reply by Angela on -
Your tale made me at first laugh at the sight of you with burning hair but how frightening that must have been Jim. I mean you could have scared folk to death if you had to go into work!!! - at least you can hibernate with working from home .You are lucky your hairdresser managed a new creation!
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Permalink Reply by Jim on
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Angela I have to confess that I have not thought of the incident as frightening at all-- just idiotic! An Ex girlfriend has said she has always thought of me as an old flame, and someone else as quite a bright spark! So the opportunity for Humour knows no bounds and comes from all directions.
Musically I keep getting e-mails with some obvious attachments:
Come on baby light my fire
I'm on fire
and so on.
Quite funny really
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