I loved this beautiful story. So well read! I listened straight on through, drinking tea, and disappearing into the life and times of a different era.Thank you for the escape…what’s next??😉
a lovely narration of Miss Sackville-West's writing. I gave to temptation and looked up some of the species she mentions and wow! Such beautiful plants I never even knew existed.
I have had over 100 operations in the last 29 years, and this is always, always a terror of mine ever since I found out it was actually possible. Never mind it's never happened before. The fact I now know it can chills me :O
47:00 ...and the line proposing Beech's 🧠 be pickld and donated to The British Museum was definitely applied to Jeeves by Berties Aunt Delia too. Dash it! I think i need one of Jeeves' hair of the dog, instanta!
I frequently find that certain story lines by PGW , like the Galahad manuscript fiasco involve different characters,eg Wasn't if Bertie Wooster who was put up to stealing it, and subsequently "shopped" by young Edwin? Of course Jeeves saves the day in the end. Talking of Jeeves, isn't Beech very similar to Jeeves? And isn't Constance Aunt Agatha? It's all spiffing, but does make the nind boggle!
Liked his 'hoggins'. Nothing changes, does it ? Me? 50 years of marriage and not once, the bu*gers woke up. This abridged version I swapped for the full, but I have gone back to these videos. Fell asleep twice with the full. It's good, but one has to be a devotee.
that was fun to find. My daughter just gave me a book she found of 400 Nash poems selected by his daughters. I was feeling grumpy but was soon laughing heartily.
Yes, it's always good when a suprise poem taps your funny bone. Can I introduce you to the darkly jocular rhymes of Harry Graham ? ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-Zsph5xJyql0.htmlsi=lJUp7umIjARAnGU9
That was hideous. In reality, there are men who are unable to cope and kill their wives and children, so for me, it was less Fear on 4 and more real life, and too realistic
Best version of this great story I've heard! I love rats, have had them as pets, I'd be in my element in the Judge's House with ratty buddies and a fireplace and all that history.
It's a good version but it makes me appreciate how brilliant the television version is with Alan Bates, Coral browne and the rest of a first class cast.
Oh the deep ignorance and limitless arrogance of the unenlighted. Oh their terrible karma when with evil sarcasm they try to switch off the Light. ...as you sow so you reap...
Best greetings from Algeria: Could the claims and books of Lobsang Rampa were just based on other esoteric books before him(At least before the first Book published in 1956) about mystical tibet and other esoteric subjects??.Do psychic abilities(mentioned in the first book,1956) really exist in Tibet, if yes,what are the Books (before1956) that mentioned them??
How can we prove that Lobsang Rampa really existed in Tibet,a very close person to the 13th Dalaï Lama??: The Dalai Lama, the thirteenth Dalai Lama, was my patron. He ordered that I should receive every possible assistance in training, and in experience. He directed that I should be taught everything that could be crammed into me, and as well as being taught by the ordinary oral system I was also instructed by hypnosis, and by various other forms which there is no need to mention here. Some of them are dealt with in this book, or in The Third Eye. Others are so novel, and so incredible that the time is not ripe for them to be discussed. Because of my powers of clairvoyance I was able to be of a great assistance to the Inmost One on various occasions. I was hidden in his audience room so that I could interpret a person's real thoughts and intentions from the aura. This was done to see if the person's speech and thoughts tallied particularly when they were foreign statesmen visiting the Dalai Lama. I was an unseen observer when a Chinese delegation was received by the Great Thirteenth. I was an unseen observer, too, when an Englishman went to see the Dalai Lama, but on the latter occasion I nearly fell down in my duty because of my astonishment at the remarkable dress which the man wore, my first, very first sight of European dress!. Doctor From Lhasa(1959) While I was still studying at the University of Chungking I was summoned back to Lhasa because the Thirteenth Dalai Lama was about to die. I arrived there and took part in the ceremonies which followed His death, and then after attending to various business in Lhasa I again re-turned to Chungking.The Rampa story(1960) “What is the trouble here?” asked the Lama Mingyar Dondup. “There is no trouble here except that that boy” (pointing at me) “always disturbs the class. We don't know if he is going to be in the class or out of the class, and I am not having a boy like that to teach.” “Oh, so it's like that, eh? This boy, Lobsang Rampa, is under special orders from the Great Thirteenth, and you will obey those orders just as I do. Come with me, we will go and see the Great Thirteenth now.” The Lama Mingyar Dondup turned and walked out of the room with the Lama Teacher following him meekly, still clutching his stick.Tebitan Sage(1980)
Is this true to you.Ancient advanced civilisations left machines in the hypothetical hollow mountains that provide chocolate and cakes?🤔🤔 "Ecstasy! The most wonderful taste I had ever had in my life. “Master,” I said, “this is something you really must try.” I wheeled him around to the button and he pressed again, and a lot more of these things came out. I took one and put it in my mouth, and it was just as if I had got a stone in my mouth. After a few moments, though, the outer shell of the thing became soft and my continued jaw pressure broke through the surface and then I got the sweetest of sweet tastes. There seemed to be different flavors. Each colour had a different flavor. Now I hadn't the faintest idea what this was, and the Lama saw I was at a loss. “I have traveled a lot, you know, Lobsang, and in a Western city I saw a machine like this, it had candy balls in it, the same as these are. But in that Western city one had to put money. One put a coin in a slot and so many of these balls would roll out. There were other machines like it, providing different things. There was one that appealed to me particularly because it had a stuff called chocolate in it. Now, I can't write the word for you. “Ah! Ah!” he said, “There it is, there is that word written down here with six other words. I suppose they are all different languages. But let's see if this one works.” He pressed the button firmly, and the machine gave a little cough, and a door opened in the front. There we saw different types of chocolate or candies, and so we helped ourselves to so much that we felt heartily sick. I frankly thought I was going to die! I went to that disposal place and brought up all those things which I had eaten. The Lama Mingyar Dondup, aban- doned in his chair, called for me to collect him in a hurry, so we will just draw a veil over the rest of that experience."The tibetan sage(1980)
