Last Weekend Alan Davies accompanied Stephen Fry to the Norwich-Arsenal game and his comments on how Stephen watches football are hilarious
The Fry Chronicles (p. 294), Stephen Fry
I can clearly imagine Hugh’s goofy smile and his adorably silly voice going about excitedly telling others Stephen had gone and spent a thousand pounds on a raincoat.
whenever I’m on the street, I tend to store my kindle in my bag, plug my headphones in, and enable the ‘text-to-speech’ function. I’ve been reading The Fry Chronicles and I tried doing this, but I had to give up after two or three minutes
as it turns out, Stephen’s excessive and delightful grandiloquent language made the book impossible to be read. the text reader literally didn’t recognise a significant percentage of the words
I’m sure Stephen would be immensely proud of himself if he knew
Paul Eddington, A Bit of Fry & Laurie, and timing (x)
I dare say we do live in a cheap age, an age where the things that should have value are little prized and things that are empty of worth are too highly rated. But who on earth could think for a second that this is new to our race? Anyone familiar with Aristophanes, Martial, Catullus, Shakespeare, Jonson, Dryden, Johnson, Pope, Swift … You get the point.
It has always been the case, since humans could first record their thoughts, that the ‘wrong people’ have been seen to have arrived at the highest positions.
The emperors, kings, aristocrats, ruling classes and gentry, the arrivistes, parvenus and nouveaux riches, the financiers, merchant princes and industrialists, the artists, designers, literati and cultural elite, the actors, sportsmen, television stars, pop singers and presenters, they have all been unfairly elevated to positions they do not deserve.
'In a just and properly ordered world,' the angry ones wail, 'I should be up there too, but I am too proud to say so, so I shall carp and snipe and rant with indignation and show my contempt for the whole boiling. But deep inside I want to be recognized. I just want to count.'❞
The Fry Chronicles (p. 246), Stephen Fry
Stephen Fry on a society based on celebrities and wanting to be celebrities
so earlier today I was photoshopping Hugh Laurie’s head onto a pizza because life is too short not to photoshop Hugh Laurie’s head onto a pizza and my mum walked into my room and she sort of just
looked at my screen
and then back to me
and then she just turned around and hasn’t said a word to me since
bonus round: would you like some frys with that?
oh, don’t listen to mean old Jeeves, Bertie, I thought the song was great (x)
there’s nothing as wonderful as Bertie’s songs on Jeeves and Wooster
(apart from Jeeves’ snide comments about said songs)
Alan Davies is basically me when confronted with Cockney rhyming slang.
Now, I’m not a fan of metal of any variety. I just find it a bit too heavy for my tastes, if you know what I mean.
However, I just found this band, called the Bishop and the Warlord, and they’re absolutely fantastic! Really the greatest metal I’ve ever heard comes from this duo.
Have a listen for yourselves!