Showing posts with label Kelly Ann Parsons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kelly Ann Parsons. Show all posts

Thursday, 25 April 2013

Kelly Brook's ex hit by doube-decker (according to AOL®)

More views of - or before - Cambridge Film Festival 2012
(Click here to go directly to the Festival web-site)


25 April

At any rate, the hedline (sic) talks of a doube-decker.

Knowing that a deck denotes part of the equipment of the likes of DJ Skunk, I dare not assume that this is a merror (a portmanteau word*, comprising 'error' and 'mere'), but guess that doube might denote :


* That 'whole dub thing'

* A Routemaster smeared with melted cheese and barbeque sauce

* A bi-plane flown by a dove**

* A love-track sung by Kelly, which went straight to this former partner's heart



Yes, I am too lazy to read 'the actual' story, or rather, me and my doube, we're havin' too much craic... !


Postscript : 26 April

And to-day AOL® excels itself :

Woman defiant against bag theif [sic]



End-notes

* Thank you, Lewis Carroll !

** German Taub.


Sunday, 24 June 2012

Knots in a whale

More views of - or before - Cambridge Film Festival 2012 (Click here to go directly to the Festival web-site) 24 June When Kelly Ann Parsons became Kelly Brook, maybe no one had my inclination to try making Spoonerisms of everything – Belly Crook? It could mean that she steals people’s stomachs, or, in the Australian sense, that a recent meal disagreed with her. (Either way, I wish that I could erase this thought and think of her name as I used to!) But names are funny things, and have what the phrase calls a life of their own. How else would an NHS Trust come up with a title for a policy (‘P’ for policy) that spelt out CRAP? You could say that they were at least honest about the worth of the contents…