Announcement

Collapse
No announcement yet.

Lord Orsam's Blog

Collapse
This is a sticky topic.
X
X
 
  • Filter
  • Time
  • Show
Clear All
new posts

  • To return to seriousness for a moment - bearing in mind Alf’s exclusively floral criminal history in July, 1909, perhaps we should be searching for him under an alias: Dennis Moore, perhaps?

    https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x2nrqgb

    Comment


    • Originally posted by Howard Brown View Post
      Thanks How
      Kind regards, Sam Flynn

      "Suche Nullen"
      (F. Nietzsche)

      Comment


      • Originally posted by Gary Barnett View Post
        I haven’t found RJ’s AW, but here’s another one who was making more of an effort to produce a half-decent rap sheet.
        In a January 1912 case, this same bloke is listed under the highly unusual name of 'John Smith' (Old Bailey website). I don't know how the coppers kept it sorted...or even if they did.

        Comment


        • Did I miss some discussion of this? It's been up for several days:
          https://www.orsam.co.uk/bunnysaunt.htm

          Comment


          • Originally posted by Chris Phillips View Post
            Did I miss some discussion of this? It's been up for several days:
            https://www.orsam.co.uk/bunnysaunt.htm

            Yes, I did:

            https://forum.casebook.org/forum/rip...l-announcement

            Comment


            • Another illustration of the fact that there is no indisputable evidence that the Diary is a fake.


              Because there people are, disputing it.

              Comment


              • Define 'people', Chris.

                I think one, maybe two posters at most, don't think the handwriting proved the diary a fake back in 1992.

                The challenge has always been for those trying to prove that Mike 'Thomas Quick' Barrett was not a hopeless liar and attention seeker, and that his amazing, changing, utterly unsupported forgery claims demonstrate his hand in it.

                https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sture_Bergwall

                Love,

                Caz
                X
                I wish I were two puppies then I could play together - Storm Petersen

                Comment


                • Originally posted by Caroline Brown View Post
                  Define 'people', Chris.

                  I think one, maybe two posters at most, don't think the handwriting proved the diary a fake back in 1992.

                  The challenge has always been for those trying to prove that Mike 'Thomas Quick' Barrett was not a hopeless liar and attention seeker, and that his amazing, changing, utterly unsupported forgery claims demonstrate his hand in it.

                  All I can say is that I find this stuff far more enjoyable as a spectator than I did as a participant!

                  Comment


                  • I know Lord O likes to take on the muppets who compile the OED.

                    Perhaps he can put the Collins people in their place too. Those muppets think this is a valid definition of aunt:


                    ’A term of address used by children for any woman, esp for a friend of their parents.’

                    Comment


                    • Not just of parents...When we were youngsters my brother and I had an "Aunt Lucy" who was my paternal grandmother's sister and an "Aunt Dorothy" who was a totally unrelated friend of said grandmother...Oddly "Aunt Dorothy" sent us the more thoughtful birthday and Christmas presents...

                      Comment


                      • Originally posted by Cogidubnus View Post
                        Not just of parents...When we were youngsters my brother and I had an "Aunt Lucy" who was my paternal grandmother's sister and an "Aunt Dorothy" who was a totally unrelated friend of said grandmother...Oddly "Aunt Dorothy" sent us the more thoughtful birthday and Christmas presents...
                        And although the practice starts in childhood , once some random old biddy becomes your 'aunt' you always think of her as that. At least that's my experience.

                        Comment


                        • Morning All,

                          I didn't have any aunts or uncles as my parents had no siblings. But I did have Auntie Stella, who was my Mum's closest friend. My brothers and I never knew her as anything other than Auntie Stella, right up to my last contact with her after my Mum had died. She was a very sweet, pretty lady who lived near Brighton and never married. She always remembered us at birthdays and Christmas and one of our best ever Christmas presents was a bagatelle game, very similar to this one:

                          https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/Vintage-1...-/233652419815

                          Hours of fun, and I now have one of my own, which I spotted in a charity shop in Babbacombe last December for £15. It always makes me think fondly of Auntie Stella. I suppose she was extra special because I didn't have any 'real' aunts, and three of my grandparents died before I was born.

                          Love,

                          Caz
                          X
                          I wish I were two puppies then I could play together - Storm Petersen

                          Comment


                          • Originally posted by Chris Phillips View Post
                            All I can say is that I find this stuff far more enjoyable as a spectator than I did as a participant!
                            Nicely put, Chris.

                            Love,

                            Caz
                            X
                            I wish I were two puppies then I could play together - Storm Petersen

                            Comment


                            • I had an auntie Mary and she had a canary...

                              Comment


                              • Actually I had a few non-relative aunts. Probably my favourite was aunt Dot who was a near neighbour and whose house I went to occasionally after school if both my parents were working. She had no kids of her own and she spoilt me rotten. She plied me with cake, thick slices of buttered toast and lashings of tea, and she taught me to play gin rummy.

                                A lovely old girl, long since departed.

                                Comment

                                Working...
                                X