Right, we've all got to pile in here. CaptainB is a regular commenter on this blog. He takes the name from our mutual rock 'n' roll nemesis Captain Beefheart. Anyway, CaptainB now authorises me to expose him as none other than the distinguished and distinguishable historian Michael Burleigh. The occasion for this revelation is the launch of his blog - here. I don't think he's quite got the hang of it since he's asking people to post. The idea, Burgley, is that you post and we comment or something like that. Get in there. The picture shows CaptainB and me being uncomfortable and trying not to be recognised in the rear facing seats of somebody's car. The poor quality of the photograph is explained by the fact that I didn't take it.
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.
My God. It's Blood and Rage.
ReplyDeleteSo you are a boon companion of the mighty Burleigh as well? Really, your life is all milk and honey, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteCaptain Beefheart fans, eh? That must make you nudging sixty, and there was me thinking that you were some young gay blade, fresh come to the Great Wen from his Norfolk childhood home.
You can tell his Burleighness that I have paid full wack for all of his books, so can he see his way to giving me a discount on the next one?
Yep that's Blood on the left. I'm not sure about nudging sixty, more pushing off from fifty - or so I like to think.
ReplyDeleteAs the eye patch comes off I'm getting role confused. Recusant- I'll sign the lot of them for you if you like. Since I nearly killed myself writing the last three, I'm having a break. Will sign only if you repeat carefully that the Captain is only 52- well, for the next fortnight or so. The other "gentleman" who claimed to be an alien as he dragged me into the car is much, much older.....
ReplyDeleteYou look like you've both just been caught dogging by a Sun snapper.
ReplyDeleteAn appalled Brown considers legislation to prevent two of Britain's most eminent travelling in the same car while displaying a look of extreme nonchalance
ReplyDeleteTell Capt.B - who as a skipper should know better - to lean to the left or it's going to tip - NO! MY LEFT! - ARGHH!!
ReplyDeleteJeans, at our age
ReplyDelete(I'm still milking the flood post as the storm's kicking in here. In Carlisle this means trouble but the levis have risen since unlike Elvis.
ReplyDeleteOur streetlamp just went out!)
Levees! It's them bloody jeans!
ReplyDeleteSo it is Beefheart, and not Birdseye. The mystery is revealed. The pair of you look a bit shifty though, a sort of fiftysomething version of Oasis.
ReplyDeletei wondered about "levis are rising," snakepit. "Highwaters" are what we called jeans that didn't quite brush the shoe tops. Of course, that may be just what is needed where you all are now.
ReplyDeleteAiyi-- Someone made me a mix tape of Cap'n Beefheart. Now I'd better listen to it....
ditto, snakepit! - no trousers for old men. even if they were, they appear to be the wrong shade for the current decade.
ReplyDeleteGood luck in your blogging endeavours, captainb.
I have a hat just like that... what a coincidence!
ReplyDeleteGood luck with the blog, Captain. I know what you mean about links...
ReplyDeleteCaptain, nice blog, can't comment as I'm required to register! Don't want to do that too often - probably good news for you but I wonder about the others who pass by...
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