
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
The Groucho Caption

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A blog about, among other things, imaginary ideas - What ifs? and Imagine thats. What if photographs looked nothing like what we see with our eyes? Imagine that the Berlin Wall had never come down. What if we were the punchline of an interminable joke? All contributions welcome.
Sorry about the size of the pic, I can't seem to make it bigger.
ReplyDeleteIt's not easy looking like Nige. Mine's a large scotch by the way.
ReplyDeleteInstant Hilarity Kit has moderate success.
ReplyDelete'I don't have a photograph, but you can have my footprints. They're upstairs in my socks.'
ReplyDelete'Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend. Inside a dog, it's too dark to read'.
ReplyDeleteJ Cheever Loophole
'I'm struggling; 30 minutes without a cigar!"
ReplyDelete'I drink to make other people interesting'
ReplyDeleteRufus T Firefly
'I never forget a face, but in your case I'll make an exception'.
ReplyDeleteWolf J Flywheel
'My mother loved children. She would have given anything if I had been one.'
ReplyDelete"I bumped into a old woman's facade the other day, she said "Put it right". I said "I can't, your scaffolding's collapsed!"
ReplyDeleteif only we could pick our colleagues like we pick our noses.
ReplyDeleteAre you sure that that isn't Jack Straw with new glasses and a, pre-New Labour, moustache?
ReplyDeleteThe cheeks are interesting, the hair is nice, the suit, shirt, tie flattering (English men dress better than anyone -- suits so well made and fitted), but I want to see THE FACE.
ReplyDeleteWhy so coy, Nigel? No comprendo and you sure haven't explained.
Errr what are you going to do with the picture Bart?
ReplyDeleteWho are you going to believe, me or your own eyes?
ReplyDeleteSusan, a child of five would understand why Nige won't show his face. Can I suggest then that you send someone to fetch a child of five.
ReplyDeleteAh Susan, how kind - I am dressed, needless to say, in eBay.
ReplyDeleteI should add that most British men dress very badly these days, especially at the slightest hint of Sun or Holidays. I find that if I wear decent clothes in France they naturally assume I'm a Frenchman.
ReplyDelete"I've been told I might be the love child of Denis Healey and Hitler's mother."
ReplyDeleteAlright, so the old girl was knocking on a bit when Denis met her!
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