A Brit a Day [#1235]

I’m tooting my own decidedly non-British horn in ABAD today because I am so excited that my Etsy digital download shop is finally open!

I’d love to sell a bunch of downloads of the big 10MB jpegs I have for sale there, but mainly, I’m just happy for everyone to be able to look at samples of the pictures.  Go here to check it out–


I only have about 2 dozen images up now, and I have a looooong way to go.  I think I’ve mentioned this before–the images are from the slides I inherited from my dad, and a few of my own from Europe in the 80s. Eventually, I’ll be concentrating on the ones my dad took for his personal use during his travels with the USDA.  Some of them [mainly ones I haven’t posted yet] have historical significance, IMO. I’ll try to add 3-4 items a week to the shop.

A Brit a Day [#1086]

Here’s Davy Jones in 1965.  How I loved that guy.  He passed away last year at the age of only 66, way too young.

My dad died when I was 29 [a looong time ago, about a month after the Berlin Wall fell], and at 68 years of age, I remember thinking that he had had a good, long life.  Now, it seems like he was taken in the prime of his life.  And the same is true of Davy Jones.

A Brit a Day [#589]

I’ve been a fan of Harold Pinter’s plays since I designed sets for a couple of them at a Pinter festival in the 80’s. A forgotten Pinter piece has recently resurfaced, and it is brief enough that I could post it in its entirety here.  The timeliness of this short play from 1960, in light of the current uprising of the 99%, is uncanny.  As usual, I can’t resist casting it for your enhanced enjoyment.  Here is “Umbrellas” with Benedict Cumberbatch in the role of A and Matt Smith in the roll of B–

Two gentlemen in deckchairs on the terrace of a large hotel. Wearing shorts and sunglasses. Sunbathing. They do not move throughout the exchange

 A: The weather’s too much for me today.


 B: Well, you’re damn lucky you’ve got your umbrella.

 A: I’m never without it, old boy.


 B: I think I’d do well to follow your example.

 A: Yes, you would. Means the world to me. I never find myself at a loss. You understand what I mean?

 B: You’re a shrewd fellow, I’ll say that for you.


 A: My house is full of umbrellas.

 B: You can’t have too many.

 A: You’ve never said a truer word, old boy.


 B: I haven’t got one to bless myself with.


 A: Well, I can forsee [sic] a time you’ll regret it.

 B: I think the time’s come, old boy.

 A: You can’t be too careful, old boy.


 B: Well, you’ve got your feet firmly planted on the earth, there’s no doubt about that.


 A: I certainly feel secure, old boy.

 B: Yes, you know where you stand, all right. You can’t take that away from you.


 A: You’ll find they’re a true friend to you, umbrellas.


 B: Maybe I’ll buy one.


 A: Don’t come to me. It would be like tearing my heart out, to part with any of mine.


 B: You find them handy, eh?


 A: Yes … Oh, yes. When it’s raining, particularly.


 © The estate of Harold Pinter 2011

A Brit a Day [#571]

The photo editor may have been targeting the cigarette for excision, but smoking was no big secret back in the day–unless, I suppose, you were making a TV show for kids.  Setting a bad example for fans, but otherwise a brilliant photo of David Jones from the 1960’s.