tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post113832072165394582..comments2024-03-10T00:38:42.248+11:00Comments on CopperWitch: THE COCKTAIL HOURJahTehhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02007730071564639411noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-1138439886145519422006-01-28T20:18:00.000+11:002006-01-28T20:18:00.000+11:00Masala and coke, headache in a glass.Do our young ...Masala and coke, headache in a glass.<BR/><BR/>Do our young ones still refer to certain drinks as "leg-openers' or have they become more refined?JahTehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02007730071564639411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-1138426660869332022006-01-28T16:37:00.000+11:002006-01-28T16:37:00.000+11:00Yep, know Black Tulip well. Sounds like the code n...Yep, know Black Tulip well. Sounds like the code name of an exotic WW11 temptress/spy who would have been played in the fillums by Leslie Caron.<BR/><BR/>Along with Pimms No. 1 and Masala (for to mixed with the coke) it was the fare de least resisantance provided by us blokes for the *girls* at balls and dinner dances.<BR/><BR/>The young things today maybe familiar with balls, (manfully - beause I have balls - resists temptation to launch into Will "The Glasshouse" Anderson type innuendo ... dammit, I just did di'n't I?) however I'd wager the phrase/concept 'dinner dances' would bring a glaze to non babyboomer eyes.<BR/><BR/>Not to be picky, but i do recollect ladies did drink beer ... albeit cut with lemonade and brought out to the missus seated in the car outside the "Commercial/Railway/Rex/Turf Hotel)by hubby who, after huntering and gathering for the little woman, returned to his natural habitat, the public bar.Lord Sedgwickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13896041676969028157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-1138425369871606142006-01-28T16:16:00.000+11:002006-01-28T16:16:00.000+11:00Another for you Guv'nr, Black Tulip!Ladies did not...Another for you Guv'nr, Black Tulip!<BR/>Ladies did not drink beer, they drank this with a strip of cucumber(?).JahTehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02007730071564639411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-1138416021847311962006-01-28T13:40:00.000+11:002006-01-28T13:40:00.000+11:00Davo, I can see you wearing just that in the role ...Davo, I can see you wearing just that in the role of Hamlet. I love the way everybody dies in that play, it's like The Terminater in tights.<BR/><BR/>Porphyry Pearl rings a bell your excellency. Didn't it come in a bowling pin shaped bottle? This is a childhood memory, you understand.JahTehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02007730071564639411noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-1138411340020949842006-01-28T12:22:00.000+11:002006-01-28T12:22:00.000+11:00See your Cold Duck and raise you a Porphyry Pearl....See your Cold Duck and raise you a Porphyry Pearl. <BR/><BR/>Bottoms up. (Does my Porphyry Pearl look big in this?)Lord Sedgwickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13896041676969028157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17391176.post-1138377701842415822006-01-28T03:01:00.000+11:002006-01-28T03:01:00.000+11:00Ah, design. Bit difficult to wear slashed puffed s...Ah, design. Bit difficult to wear slashed puffed sleeves showing a hint of burgundy silk .. fer a bloke, these days. hehDavohhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02785126939071213905noreply@blogger.com