Oscar Wilde, Bertrand Russell, H. G. Wells, the Railway Children, Virginia Woolf, Bernard Shaw, Tony Benn, Emily Pankhurst. The Fabian Society. I demand my slice of cake.
As I mentioned above, the Fabians were eventually formed in an attic at the address I mentioned!
Indeed, it is actually a listed room way up in the gods, where one can form ideas of - well, actually; quantity surveying, because that is where my later (wasted) formative years were spent amid wreaths of smoke from Players Number 6 fags, and sandwiches from the shop opposite, available for 2/- and with a soft orangeade, could run to the value of a three bob luncheon voucher!
I still smoulder in the eye department when the Dad arrives through the smoke in 'The Railway Children'. Did it just a few days ago actually; nothing changes...
Hmm. Is the connection that they are all famous and dead? Or that they all smoked pipes? Happy New Year, Calfy - and YAAY!! First to post xxxx
ReplyDeleteThank you Mermaid!! That does make me happy! Sadly that is not the connection; Tony Benn is not dead! However it almost worked!
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year xox
Calfy, had to check a few facts, but if they started their movement from an adreess such as 11/13 Old Queen Street, SW1, you'll find your answer...
ReplyDeleteOscar Wilde, Bertrand Russell, H. G. Wells, the Railway Children, Virginia Woolf, Bernard Shaw, Tony Benn, Emily Pankhurst. The Fabian Society. I demand my slice of cake.
ReplyDeleteThe Railway Children! Donkey I am, I meant Edith Nesbit. No relation to James Nesbitt.
ReplyDeleteFuller, my good friend!
ReplyDeleteAs I mentioned above, the Fabians were eventually formed in an attic at the address I mentioned!
Indeed, it is actually a listed room way up in the gods, where one can form ideas of - well, actually; quantity surveying, because that is where my later (wasted) formative years were spent amid wreaths of smoke from Players Number 6 fags, and sandwiches from the shop opposite, available for 2/- and with a soft orangeade, could run to the value of a three bob luncheon voucher!
I still smoulder in the eye department when the Dad arrives through the smoke in 'The Railway Children'. Did it just a few days ago actually; nothing changes...
But then, I'm an old softie...