carcinogen wrote:
What a beautiful piece of heritage architecture
carcinogen wrote:
caveman wrote:Bit off topic... there was a period when for a few years we ending up watching films which were not very festive on Chrismas day.
Nothing like sitting in front of the tv on Christmas day with your brother,parents and a couple of aunts and uncles watching;
The Exorcist
Clockwork Orange
Leaving Las Vagas
Requiem for a dream
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Vespa wrote:caveman wrote:Bit off topic... there was a period when for a few years we ending up watching films which were not very festive on Chrismas day.
Nothing like sitting in front of the tv on Christmas day with your brother,parents and a couple of aunts and uncles watching;
The Exorcist
Clockwork Orange
Leaving Las Vagas
Requiem for a dream
I'm with you. I like a good John Wayne binge over the holiday. The Searchers, Rio Bravo, True Grit etc. It's the only reason we have a bluray player in the house.
carcinogen wrote:Fuck sake, I totally forgot about Bond. I once spent the entire festive period holed-up at the University of Kansas for a week, smoking hella weed and watching Bond movies. Haha. I did get some offers from some of the girls to spend Xmas with them. I think they felt a bit sorry for me. All the students went home of course, but I couldn't afford the flight back to England so I was stuck. Luckly my Mexican room-mate wasn't around. Old 'Lalo' Delgardo. He was alright. I'll tell you about him sometime. He once took so many magic mushrooms he tried to jump-out of our top floor window. Luckly for him, the window had a safety-thing which meant you couldn't open it more than about an inch and a half. He still tried though. Here's Mccollum halls of residence at KU so you can get some idea. We were on the top floor. We caused such a ruckas that first semester, KU never let anymore students to live on the top floor again. Perhaps due to old 'Lalo' trying to be a mushroom-infused Superman wannabe.
Live and Let Die
The Man with the Golden Gun
Moonraker
On repeat.
Venturing out only to get a Jimmy John's ham and cheese sub. Plus some crisps. Although yank crisps aren't much good. Still, it's nice they make the effort in the New World to imitate our lovely crisps.
I like Roger Moore's Bond the best. "I've lost my charm...", "I wouldn't say that my dear". Fucking superb festive movie fare is Mr. Bond. But Roger was the best. A vicious passive-aggressive cunt. When he beat-up women on-screen it nearly scuppered his pro-female charity roles. But with typical suave, vaguely sleazy aplomb, and a good dose of blue terry-cloth suits, he got away with it. I love his style. I've no time for Connery, he is a genuine piece of work. Dalton is underrated. That other bloke, the Irish one, was dreadful.
ToRmAtO wrote:black_guardian wrote:The Spy Who Loved Me
Im in that ...
Carlos J wrote:carcinogen wrote:Fuck sake, I totally forgot about Bond. I once spent the entire festive period holed-up at the University of Kansas for a week, smoking hella weed and watching Bond movies. Haha. I did get some offers from some of the girls to spend Xmas with them. I think they felt a bit sorry for me. All the students went home of course, but I couldn't afford the flight back to England so I was stuck. Luckly my Mexican room-mate wasn't around. Old 'Lalo' Delgardo. He was alright. I'll tell you about him sometime. He once took so many magic mushrooms he tried to jump-out of our top floor window. Luckly for him, the window had a safety-thing which meant you couldn't open it more than about an inch and a half. He still tried though. Here's Mccollum halls of residence at KU so you can get some idea. We were on the top floor. We caused such a ruckas that first semester, KU never let anymore students to live on the top floor again. Perhaps due to old 'Lalo' trying to be a mushroom-infused Superman wannabe.
Live and Let Die
The Man with the Golden Gun
Moonraker
On repeat.
Venturing out only to get a Jimmy John's ham and cheese sub. Plus some crisps. Although yank crisps aren't much good. Still, it's nice they make the effort in the New World to imitate our lovely crisps.
I like Roger Moore's Bond the best. "I've lost my charm...", "I wouldn't say that my dear". Fucking superb festive movie fare is Mr. Bond. But Roger was the best. A vicious passive-aggressive cunt. When he beat-up women on-screen it nearly scuppered his pro-female charity roles. But with typical suave, vaguely sleazy aplomb, and a good dose of blue terry-cloth suits, he got away with it. I love his style. I've no time for Connery, he is a genuine piece of work. Dalton is underrated. That other bloke, the Irish one, was dreadful.
Interesting, carc. Nowt wrong with Magic Mushrooms. Far more chilled than acid, though liked acid a lot, though never had any 'Superman' desires on either.
I'll tell a similar lonesome Christmas tale. So, in Nottingham student house in Welby Avenue, Lenton. Right behind Lenton flats, now demolished:
Living there with Raj, a fellow acid lover who always wore his hood up and shades and liked his machete, Nicky the boy, a mature student posh boy and the delightfully flirtatious Michelle, a mixed race lass who often had older chaps come up from that London to visit her for weekends. Tried my luck once but batted me off. Good times, fun times, great times.
Anyway. All had gone away for Christmas. Was going to get the train back down south on Christmas Eve, but had a long night and fucked it off, so phoned mama and said I'll come down on the 27th, she was not impressed. Christmas alone beckoned.
But lo, a knock on the door, not unlike Joseph and Mary at the inn. Was Pete, a chap who lived in Lenton flats and had been to ours many times for a smoke and chill, not sure how we all met, think Raj met him in the local shop. A queer old cove, about 5ft tall, Asian bloke who carried a ghetto blaster on his shoulder playing Elvis and would dance around, an original Asian Elvis. Loved his porn and would often bring videos round and stay the night wanking away whilst we were asleep after smoking our herb.
Anyway. He was also alone at Christmas as well so arranged he he came round the next day, Christmas Day, went to the shop and ate some pre-packed shit. Later went to his flat about 12 floors up, had a drink and smoke and err watched some porn, first time watched porn in male company since about aged 15, no mutual masturbation though.
Went back home on the 27th for family shite. Was actually good fun and first time realised didn't need to be with family at Christmas, though mostly do.
But did God know and sent two people alone to be together on his sons birthday?
Carlos J wrote:Indeed, Hiiggins. Forgot to add but as can be expected, Pete's flat was pretty bare bar sofa, TV and video.
black_guardian wrote:ToRmAtO wrote:black_guardian wrote:The Spy Who Loved Me
Im in that ...
Nice one ToRmAtO! Were you a member of the submarine crew?
The Ghost of Alex Higgins wrote:Carlos J wrote:Indeed, Hiiggins. Forgot to add but as can be expected, Pete's flat was pretty bare bar sofa, TV and video.
Is there an oil painting of this particular festive scene anywhere that I could purchase?