Comments on: Spit on me Scarlett

By: fústar

fústar — Tue, 23 Sep 2008 23:07:53 +0000

Don’t look at me. I’m saving up money to buy a rare pack of horror Top Trumps.

P.S: That is not entirely untrue…

By: jo

jo — Tue, 23 Sep 2008 23:00:57 +0000

Hmm. I think I need a sponsor then. Any takers?

By: fústar

fústar — Mon, 22 Sep 2008 20:41:23 +0000

Miss Scarlett had a sheet of black, ironed hair, a raised eyebrow and a cigarrette holder.

Still doesn’t sound as much of a ride as the flush-cheeked blondey Scarlett.

…sigh, I can’t justify getting into debt for Clue!

That’s loser talk. Irresponsible splurges on relatively worthless pop-cultural ephemera is what eBay is all about.

By: jo

jo — Mon, 22 Sep 2008 20:08:42 +0000

You inspired me to go find my board – 1972, apparently – but postage would be 32 dollars – sigh, I can’t justify getting into debt for Clue!

By: jo

jo — Sun, 21 Sep 2008 10:03:24 +0000

Aw, Simon, that’s the best description of Yeats I’ve ever read.

I used to have the American version – not Cluedo but Clue! I don’t know if it was a special edition or anything, but it was fantastic – the board had photo-flooring – parquet for the ballroom, purple swag curtaining etc. And the suspects were fabulous and grainily romantic – Miss Scarlett had a sheet of black, ironed hair, a raised eyebrow and a cigarrette holder.

I was always so disappointed by the blankness and greyness of Cluedo!

God, I could go for a game now. I wonder if my board is on Ebay?

By: fústar

fústar — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 13:26:55 +0000

By the way, ye may have noticed that the permalinks had all gone a bit haywire o’er the last 24 hours. Problem fixed now though (thanks Jess).

By: fústar

fústar — Mon, 01 Sep 2008 10:24:58 +0000

Fergal, Indeed. Though the original host of characters weren’t exactly the kind (Miss Scarlett excepted) to stir the blood either. Men of the cloth, old military farts, stuffy academics…a few days in that company and you’d be soon reaching for the candlestick.

Simon, He’s the head off him. Well spotted. What does that make the latest “Plum” then? W.B’s great-grandson who’s ridden the social networking boom to net himself bags of cash? Like his Professorial/Poetic ancestor he’s got a “please punch my face” smugness about him. Or maybe it’s just the glasses…(which is why I wear contacts).

By: Simon McGarr

Simon McGarr — Mon, 01 Sep 2008 09:03:43 +0000

The updated Prof. Plum is clearly Nobel laureat and fairy-botherer WB Yeats in a cheap wig.

I suspect his motives.

By: Fergal

Fergal — Sun, 31 Aug 2008 22:14:57 +0000

Ugh. You wouldn’t catch me spending a weekend in a country house with those three, even with the promise of a midnight murder.