"If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."

Friday, 25 December 2009

What Are You Doing For Christmas?


  1. Thanks, I'd quite forgotten that!

  2. "D'you hear that, Moriarty? Calling England's linking to those syncopated Goon Show spam trouser songs, using the wonders of the all-new steam internet."


    "...it's just a publicity stunt." Ah, the subtle naughtiness of it all! Devils's Kitchen and Old Holbourne should hear this.

    I once had a pal who, when first courting his beloved, actually announced his dishonourable intentions to her by drunkenly singing this song all the way back from the pub but stopped, meaningfully, just before the words "to prove that I love you."
    Ah, the romance of it all.

  3. I thought it was time for some humour and a deep memory stirred within me! My elder brother was a very good Goons impersonator :-)


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