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[from an original painting by lavenderblue]
[from an original painting by lavenderblue]
'THE BEADLE'
[from an original painting by lavenderblue]
'ANTICANT AT HOME'
[from an original painting by lavenderblue]
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About Me
- anticant
- anticant is the blogname of a lifelong free speech and civil rights campaigner. A lot of his life since WW2 has been taken up with battling against cruel and over-bossy laws, censorship, censoriousness, and Nanny Knows Best types. Now elderly and in poor health, anticant hopes his memories and thoughts will be of interest to those engaged in today's struggles for freedom, democracy, and a more hopeful tomorrow. e-mail: anticant@hotmail.co.uk
15 comments:
In thanking Yankee Doodle, I expressed the hope that his serious-minded readers would "peep into the Burrow" sometimes, as well as looking at the Arena. Luckily, I noticed just before posting that I had left off the second 'p'. Zola will doubtless say this was a Freudian slip - one of Mrs Malaprop's chemises, maybe?
The second pee means a stinking blogger - oh dear another smelling mistake methinks.
But congratulations Antipopularist and no wonder you are blushing !!!!
Paradise Re-Gained?
Well done Anticant !
Medium rare methinks.
CONGRATULATIONS, Aunty, to you /both/ -- to you, for the well-deserved acolade; and, to Mr Yankee Doodle, for /his/ undoubted perspicacity!
Glad to hear it anti! I've been doing more lurking than commenting lately (in general) but always drop by and have a look.
Well deserved at any rate.
And so say all of us.
What a difference Mrs Malaprop made...
Wait for the internal affairs lot to complete their investigations before more ado.
The grapevine tells us that Mrs Malaprop refused to take off her stockings for the necessary internal investigation.
She is joined, in jail, by certain Sociologists without their mobile phones.
Is it not time to storm the Bastille again?
Who can we turn to in these troubled times?
Who has the ACTIVIST BLOGGER AWARD?
Who has the "Courageous Award"?
Who has the ...... times 10 award?
Lilly the Pink methinks.
'Who has the...times ten award?' Maybe it's THIS fella:
ENJOY!!
MAKING A BABY...
There is not one dirty word in it, and it is VERY funny.
The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family.
On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Smith Kissed his wife goodbye and said, "Well, I'm off now; The man should be here soon."
Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby
photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale.
Good morning, Ma'am", he said, "I've come to...''
Oh, no need to explain," Smith cut in, embarrassed, "I've been expecting you."
"Have you really?" said the photographer. "Well, that's good. Did you know babies are my specialty?"
"Well that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and
have a seat"
After a moment she asked, blushing, "Well, where Do we start?"
"Leave everything to me I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple On the bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there."
"Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't Work out for
Harry and me!"
"Well, Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one Every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results."
"My, that's a lot!" gasped Smith .
"Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd love to be in and out in five minutes, But I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that."
"Don't I know it," said Smith quietly.
The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. " This was done on the top of a bus," he said.
"Oh my God!" Smith exclaimed.
"And these twins turned out exceptionally well - When you
consider their mother was so difficult to work with."
"She was difficult?" asked Smith
"Yes, I'm afraid so I finally had to take her to The park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look."
"Four and five deep?" said Smith , her eyes wide with amazement.
"Yes", the photographer replied. "And for more than three hours,
too.
"The mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly concentrate, and when darkness approached I had to rush my shots.
"Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in."
Smith leaned forward. "Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh...equipment?"
" Ma'am, they was NUTS about it.... Well, if you're ready, I'll set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away."
" Tripod?"
"Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand very long"
Mrs. Smith fainted dead away.........
Zola agrees with everything that has been said so far.
There you have it in a nutty shell.
A tripod,huh ......hmmmmmmmmodd, devious..........ouch
Anticant has more than three legs to stand upon.
Most unfair.
But congratulations on the award anyway Anticant.
Will you please get back to your wonderful critical and delightful self.
Damn it i did not sleep last night !!!
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