The "diarist" Sir William Peeps... good God. Does it grt any more pathetic and pompous for a person who writes a diary as a "living" to simply say I called my slave to get a cart and carry my money away with the reat of my things! Oh, shut the... Oh I buried my cheese. Its more important than the woman I have working for me every steo on my life so I can be a fat pig. Save my Italian cheese and bury it, I cant bear to carry it! You guys are disgusting!! What was Peeps before he was "knighted" lol what a lame term for a bunch of fat bums. What was he? I know he must have done something spectacular before this, it cant be because he kept a diary while eating cheese. Holy shit hahaha
Eleanor Bron was a bit of a 60s icon. It is claimed that she lent her name to the song 'Eleanor Rigby' after working on the film 'Help'. She also played the lady Jim Hacker wished to promote in 'Yes, Minister'.
It's absolutely amazing to me that no matter how many documentaries on disasters like this from the past most will never know the sheer terror and horror those who lived through these tragedies actually experienced. Even today with the massive wildfires that destroyed entire towns we can't understand just how devastating it is for those who survived. I honestly wouldn't have the presence of mind to think clearly. I'd just run
The fact they allowed the handicapped immigrant to hang knowing there was no window is deeply disturbing. How horrific that they witnessed the fallacy in his “confession” seemingly to save the bakers skin is so dark…all that instead of acknowledging the chance of mistake…
Every time when I listen this song I feel chills, like the first time 🥰😍🥰 really I love PSB they are Uniques, and very special in my life, are genius, I am fan from 1986 and I will be Forever, every song is part of my life and my history, and with this song started all.. I love the voice of Neil and every sound of Chris, truly they are in my heart and soul 🥰😍😘🤗💜💙💜💙✨✨✨
This was a warning to England to stop it's colonizing, it didn't heed the warning, but instead it accelerated it. Now the chickens have come home to roost, and chickens coming home never made me sad, it always made me glad.
So why hang around for the deed to be done You can give it all up for a place in the sun When the postman calls we'll be miles away On a plane to New York and another day I think they heard a rumour (Divided by, divided by) Or someone tipped them off (Divided by, divided by) Better to go sooner (Divided by, divided by) Than call it all off
Once again ❤and the love Vince Clark left behind and beautiful work for Depeche mode to continue today well done and deserved. Love of song and spirit Fletcher always another great writer love you ❤Fletcher
