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Post by everso on Feb 3, 2011 19:44:15 GMT
There were some reasons for the HH thing, but not for the sort of stuff she usually got. And she was no worse than many male MPs and ministers. My mother said that she found out about Mrs Grocock's enemas at the LP women's section meetings in the 70s, which she wouldn't have done otherwise. (Mrs Grocock's brother once won a prize for getting a joke something published in The Magnet in the 30s; I saw it in a reprint. Still got it somewhere.) I know I've mentioned this before somewhere, but when I used to work in the estate agent's we had a property that was owned by a Miss Grocock and was sold to a Mr. Sheath. I kid you not.
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Post by trubble on Feb 4, 2011 8:25:43 GMT
I once met a man called Dick Large. And he was called Dick. And he didn't find it funny. I also kid you not.
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Post by trubble on Feb 4, 2011 8:31:17 GMT
Jean, I find that comforting because there's a lot of that in Irish politics. A local councillor here keeps getting re-elected and for the life of me I cannot understand why because he is an ineffectual wimp but - worse than that - his daughter is also a councillor and gets re-elected every time despite the fact that I can find no one who has ever seen her. I have a theory that she doesn't exist.
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Post by Weyland on Feb 4, 2011 10:19:46 GMT
I once met a man called Dick Large. And he was called Dick. And he didn't find it funny. I also kid you not. <this question intentionally left blank>?
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Post by jean on Feb 4, 2011 10:48:30 GMT
Jean, I find that comforting because there's a lot of that in Irish politics. A local councillor here keeps getting re-elected and for the life of me I cannot understand why because he is an ineffectual wimp but - worse than that - his daughter is also a councillor and gets re-elected every time despite the fact that I can find no one who has ever seen her. I have a theory that she doesn't exist. To be fair to the voters, the relationship between Sharon and Warren was not generally known about at the time. He waited until after the election to leave his wife and move in with her. But there are some husband/wife teams on the council, and people keep on voting for them. In some cases, they seem to be equally hard-working, but they aren't always by any means. There may have been other factors at work in Sharon's case - we discovered too late that some people thought our candidate this time round would be taking the place of one of the two Green councillors we've already got, and they liked them. We should have explained better that they would be electing a third Green councillor, not replacing one of the others. There's also the fact that Sharon's surname is, or purports to be, GREEN.
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Post by everso on Feb 4, 2011 17:50:54 GMT
I once met a man called Dick Large. And he was called Dick. And he didn't find it funny. I also kid you not. It's the Mike Hunts in this world that I feel sorry for. My dad used to know a man called Dick Proud. He was a docker.
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Post by aubrey on Feb 5, 2011 10:39:02 GMT
My mother stood for the council in Gainsborough just to get Labour on the ballot; she had no chance of actually winning. Then again, someone else did the same and they did win. They were horrified.
I'm not sure that it was Mrs Grocock, by the way; if it had been, it couldn't have been her brother (Ernest Grocock) who won the prize from Magnet. I'll ask.)
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