walk from pub to pub probably since the 1970s. And poor Billie and Maggie that have to deal with him. By the way, I’m impressed that Ms. Clovis has a CD player. I can imagine a Hi-Fi stereo system (maybe a good old Schneider) and some old popular LPs and Music Cassettes. But CD… I’m really surprised.
In my experience, people of that age bracket are perfectly comfortable with CDs. It’s a smaller version of the old tech they were familiar with. It’s all this newfangled downloading, streaming and mp3s they can’t abide.
I knew Irn-Bru from the “Logan McRae” novels by Stuart MacBride, and I had a passing acquaintance with Vimto, but I confess I had to look up Tizer. Apparently it’s mentioned in songs by Brian Eno, Elvis Costello and Morrissey. Take that, Pepsi!
Tizer has a certain quality of nostalgia for me. I never actually drank it when I was a kid, but it’s the sort of thing you read about in Robert Westall children’s novels: schoolboys capering around England 1940 will drink bottles of Tizer and read the comic Wizard as they scrump for bomb shrapnel, pancaked bullets and other Blitz souvenirs. Today, it always exists in the same category as Space Raiders forme as the cheaper snack alternative. To be honest, I much prefer Pepsi and Coke but Tizer is British so I’ll occasionally have one as a patriotic gesture, my coin in the national collection plate.
Had one of those in college. It attached itself to the computers of its hosts and started programming. “Hey, my girlfriend and I would like to go to bed.” “Sure, go ahead, that’s ok with me.” When that Belushi sketch ran, people in our circle just knowingly looked at one another and chuckled.
Seriously, Dr. Clarke is a genius…of sorts, which is mostly to say that the meaning of the word is in the process of exploding — but what an amusing process to watch, from a good safe distance.
More sidebars!
I can’t remember if this is the last side bar of Christmas With Clovis but future stories must include more of this important friendship feature.
Bow-chicka-bow-bow!
walk from pub to pub probably since the 1970s. And poor Billie and Maggie that have to deal with him. By the way, I’m impressed that Ms. Clovis has a CD player. I can imagine a Hi-Fi stereo system (maybe a good old Schneider) and some old popular LPs and Music Cassettes. But CD… I’m really surprised.
I reckon it was a gift from Penrose one year
This can be the answer.
They probably needed on for the church at some point?
In my experience, people of that age bracket are perfectly comfortable with CDs. It’s a smaller version of the old tech they were familiar with. It’s all this newfangled downloading, streaming and mp3s they can’t abide.
I knew Irn-Bru from the “Logan McRae” novels by Stuart MacBride, and I had a passing acquaintance with Vimto, but I confess I had to look up Tizer. Apparently it’s mentioned in songs by Brian Eno, Elvis Costello and Morrissey. Take that, Pepsi!
Tizer has a certain quality of nostalgia for me. I never actually drank it when I was a kid, but it’s the sort of thing you read about in Robert Westall children’s novels: schoolboys capering around England 1940 will drink bottles of Tizer and read the comic Wizard as they scrump for bomb shrapnel, pancaked bullets and other Blitz souvenirs. Today, it always exists in the same category as Space Raiders forme as the cheaper snack alternative. To be honest, I much prefer Pepsi and Coke but Tizer is British so I’ll occasionally have one as a patriotic gesture, my coin in the national collection plate.
Aha! I knew he was a supernatural being!
Reminds me of that old Saturday Night Live skit (featuring John Belushi and Bill Murray): The Thing That Wouldn’t Leave.
Had one of those in college. It attached itself to the computers of its hosts and started programming. “Hey, my girlfriend and I would like to go to bed.” “Sure, go ahead, that’s ok with me.” When that Belushi sketch ran, people in our circle just knowingly looked at one another and chuckled.
Sounds like, or looks like?
Seriously, Dr. Clarke is a genius…of sorts, which is mostly to say that the meaning of the word is in the process of exploding — but what an amusing process to watch, from a good safe distance.
This is actually a relief