Here's a question for you all

[dang65]

"And things are done you'd not believe
At Madingley on Christmas Eve."

Sounds more like Spike Milligan.

[xoggoth]

Ah! How perfectly marvellous to know no Latin! Those of us brought up, ahem, decades ago in a Catholic grammar did Latin every bleeding day for about 6 years and then got landed with the crap every Sunday. I am sure I have never forgotten one bleeding adverb of it it, from Caesar and his fossas to Pompei and his fecking bellum geros.

Qui es in caelis
sanctificator nomen tuum
et veniat regnum tuum
shutup! shutup! shutup!

[NickFitz]

Still more of a Rupert Brooke man.

Especially "Grantchester" which anybody who's lived around Cambridge ought to read in its entirety.

"And things are done you'd not believe
At Madingley on Christmas Eve."

It's now the home of Jeffrey Archer, so once again life imitates art

[Churchill]

Ah! How perfectly marvellous to know no Latin! Those of us brought up, ahem, decades ago in a Catholic grammar did Latin every bleeding day for about 6 years and then got landed with the crap every Sunday. I am sure I have never forgotten one bleeding adverb of it it, from Caesar and his fossas to Pompei and his fliping bellum geros.

Qui es in caelis
sanctificator nomen tuum
et veniat regnum tuum
shutup! shutup! shutup!

That Xog my old friend is the price one has to pay for being born guilty!

[thunderlizard]

sanctificetur

passive subjunctive, innit?

Now write it out a hundred times. Hail Caesar. If it's not done by sunrise, I'll cut your balls off.

[OwlHoot]

Still more of a Rupert Brooke man.

Especially "Grantchester" which anybody who's lived around Cambridge ought to read in its entirety.

"And things are done you'd not believe
At Madingley on Christmas Eve."

Tell me about it! I worked at the CAD Centre in Madingley back in the mid '80s, and shared a house with three other guys also there, in Madingley Road.

Before Christmas, one of the local pubs had a custom of selling a super strong drink called Christmas Ale - Pitch black and about 20% ABV. The pub owner tried to ration it, due to its weird effects. But one of the guys managed to drink four or five pints and as a result pooped the bed! His GF sharing it was not impressed

[Cyberman]

Tell me about it! I worked at the CAD Centre in Madingley back in the mid '80s, and shared a house with three other guys also there, in Madingley Road.

Before Christmas, one of the local pubs had a custom of selling a super strong drink called Christmas Ale - Pitch black and about 20% ABV. The pub owner tried to ration it, due to its weird effects. But one of the guys managed to drink four or five pints and as a result pooped the bed! His GF sharing it was not impressed

That reminds me of a similar experience I had with a beer called Old Roger after a visit to the Royal Standard of England near Penn.

[DaveB]

Owd Rodger..... Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm...

Half a pint of that & the end of my nose went numb...

I could still just about see though.

Right up there with Dogbolter. Tastes like drinking black treacle and leave you feeling like you are walking in the stuff

[milanbenes]

I think you have all missed the subtle point to the question.

Milan.