He is very funny. I can remember a day when I was a teenager when we'd run out of tea, and for whatever reason couldn't get to a shop and the neighbours were all out, and my sister and I realised how we were addicted to tea and hadn't noticed until we had to do without. It's like when you're a smoker and you start getting anxiety that you're going to run out. I also used to always wonder about "a nice cup of tea", like "he's been gone a good five minutes" - as opposed to what, a bad five minutes?
Tea has medicinal qualities that why along it with it being antioxidant clearing out free radicals along with the aroma that's why it makes you feel better. Ceylon is too mild though spicy chai or loose leaf household blend from the oldest tea shop in Dundee. A nice robust cup of tea.
"..Our reluctance to engage in hysterics.." Yes indeed, but as soon as the war was over the British slowly gave way to hideopus American popular culture and look at us now. Whooping and screaming at the drop of a hat, saying 'hi' instead of 'hello', and .. guess what.. becoming mass coffee drinkers. The nations that could not be overcome by fascism in WW2 were all tea drinkers britain, China, Russia... All the coffee drinkers fell.
I am so angry today.....and like Morissey, I have no time for the Royal Family at all.....yesterday we all lost the brilliant and totally loved Victoria Wood and today neither of the main 2 daytime shows hardly acknowledged the sad news....instead every channel was spewing out all that false sentiment and pretentious crap to celebrate The Queens 90th birthday.....Philip Schofield was the only person who mentioned Victoria Wood on This Morning and he spent exactly 38 seconds doing so, Loose Women spent less than that.....so typical of the arrogance that follows the Queen around, no one else is allowed to share the spot light....the death of a great artist is far too gloomy to be allowed air time on the Queens f-ckin birthday....also Victoia Wood was so wonderful that the risk of her upstaging Old Lizzie was obviously not acceptable by ITV, the cowards......every other Great British artist we've lost in recent times has been both mourned and celebrated to full effect by both those shows.....the passing of David Bowie, Alan Rickman, Ronnie Corbet were respectfully and wonderfully covered by This Morning.....and when Cilla Black, Terry Wogan and Denise Robertson died they used almost their entire air time to mark the nations loss.....yet Victoria Wood, who was the best of them all, was swept under the carpet like a Z List celebrity in favour of that old benefits cheat with her crown and her f-ckin 90th birthday.......makes me so angry......was the same story when Princess Diana died, no one even mentioned that Mother Theresa died on the same day......
I wholeheartedly concur, my friend. Some of my best childhood and teenage memories are of myself and my family sitting around guffawing at Victoria Wood's brilliance. Who gives a tuppenny toss about that sponging old shits 90th birthday? They always devote way too much time to arse licking the royals. I remember my amusement when Diana died, not that I particularly disliked her, it was the never ending procession of emotionally incontinent nitwits who'd never met her, queueing up to blubber on camera.
And you have utterly embarrassed yourself with your closing sentence, exhibiting your complete ignorance and stupidity. If you had a modicum of intelligence at all, you would have discovered that the very same disgusting (and thankfully now dead) charlatan whom you clearly adored (moaning that her demise was hardly mentioned as opposed to the old slapper Diana), was the absolute antithesis of everything you thought she was. Mother Theresa's death should have been celebrated. That evil crone earned bundles of money, supposedly to help build hospices in India, allieve the suffering of the poor and generally live up to her absurd reputation as an Earthbound Angel. The reality of that greedy, callous wizened drac of a woman, was that she binned most of the revenue she generated for herself, had mansions built to genuflect in, enjoyed a millionaires lifestyle and jetted all around the globe in lavish comfort - while the poor Indians she was supposed to be helping and selflessly campaigning for, lay on school gymnasium type crash mats in unbearable agony riddled with cancer, with only some Aspirins to kill the pain. Yes, Theresa spent little of any fortune she constantly raised on the people she had said it was for. She provided the aforementioned crash mats for them to perish on (New beds are simply too expensive), bought some Aspirins and paracetamol tablets from Boots for those ravaged with cancer, although they were allowed to take as many as they fancied. They didn't even have the dignity of a hospital to be confined within - No, Mother Theresa made a shrewd saving there by simply welding together four sheets of corrugated iron as a make shift shed. They were fortunate enough to expire in this lash up structure, at no expense. Mother Theresa's is also a main reason for the continuing poverty in India. It has been well proven that by providing contraception for women in such places, ensuring they are freed from the animal cycle of reproduction, is the best way for a country to overcome its impossible poverty. Yes, it really is as simple as that, yet what did that hideously repulsive fraud do for her entire life? Devoted all her time to making sure condoms were never provided to those that needed them, thus perpetuating the cycle of destitution. The unimaginable torment she allowed innocent people to suffer, knowing she had the means to end it all immediately, but never did - is pure evil. So think again about who you decide to celebrate, and try having your own mind... Just because someone pretends to be religious and wears a tea towel on their head for decades, it doesn't mean they are the Messiah. Her grotesque visage really did reflect her filthy soul. She should have been publicly flogged, stripped naked and made to finger herself with a Toblerone whilst relatives of the poor patients she left to suffer an die, select various items and gardening implements from a 'Generation Game' style conveyor belt, to shove into her anus. On the insertion of the last object selected to invade her posteria is complete ( I feel certain it will be a Fly-Mo) and now wracked with pain, guilt, shame, unbearable discomfort and utterly suicidal (thus making sure her imagined afterlife is in jeopardy), the smelly, wrinkled imp p*ki will be forced to perform a 'Dance of the Seven TeaTowels' to the theme tune to 'Tales of the Unexpected', after which she will be doused in petrol and set ablaze. Spectators have been provided with matches and lyric sheets to the Nelly hit, 'Hot In Here' , which will accompany her glorious conflagration and all must be encouraged to sing along. Finally, the flaky, black ashes of her despicable personage will be collected in a Dyson and jettisoned into the nearest sewage system where all excrement should be.
Could his flirtation with the far right just have been an attention-seeking ruse? He does seem too smart for that. I liked the National Front Disco song, which seemed to me to be a lament for a young guy lost to such nonsense, but when he started getting pally with Ann Marie Waters and saying people liked their own kind...
@@iangalbraith1993 I do think he is nostalgic, and romantic, but I'm not sure if that explains away his associations with Waters and some of the stuff he has said in recent years.
@matthewphilip1977 well, it is my opinion that he is correct when he says that too much immigration has a destabilising effect on a country and ultimately leads to the watering down of what it means to be a person borne from that nation. I could go into the reasons for this opinion if you would like, but I think the more interesting question is why you believe that an intelligent person can't hold a different opinion on this subject and must be instead only doing it for attention? Also, you are correct about the NF Disco, but you seem to be lumping in the belief that mass immigration is not a good thing with the NF, who actually were a semi fascist organisation. I don't believe there is a contradiction between the song's message and Morrissey's beliefs about immigration.
