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What is the one thing you can always go back to that makes you happy?
Posted by Uncle Wheaty on 28 September 2010 - 9:22pm.
Musically it has to be Boston More Than A Feeling
Foodwise it will be a home cooked kedgeree
Drink wise it is a Tanqueray and tonic
Over to you for more pleasures...
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My collection..
of Spider-man comics--stopped saving them 10 years ago but still can,t banish them to the loft!!
A hot bath
while reading "They Call Me Naughty Lola".
Never fails.
Off the T of my H
Music - the Popeye theme by the Greville Willisms Orchestra
Food - an omelette, a Saturday tradition for me, or cooking a roast dinner for my family. Whatever the meat, we have Yorkshire puddings with it
Drink - any Islay malt. If it's before 5, I remember an old friend who was great company, keen on the early livener, and would always respond to the question "bit early, isn't it?" with "It's 5 o'clock somewhere"
Books - I can always raise a smile flicking through an Ogden Nash collection. Amongst his many great poems is this, "The Baby", which adorned the congratulations cards for many of our friends -
As you've asked for things, then that disqualifies Senora Malo & the Senoritas Malo, who would otherwise be declared winners.
I've put up peanut feeders in the garden - it makes me happy to see the birds feeding, and we've just had our first robin of the season.
Lastly playing the ukulele- can't stay grumpy after 5 minutes of plinking.
"A bit of talcum is always walcum"
After my little un's bath every night, I say that to her while puffing on a bit of talc. And it still makes me smile every time.
Popeye theme tune
Popeye theme tune in Ska ?? - wonderful.
have an up arrow.
Pleasures there are many
Pleasures there are many (the greatest in the last while was Ray Davies at Glastonbury)
But only one thing makes me happy and - at the risk of sounding like a character from one of those Richard Curtis films you all so despise - that's the time I spend with My Special Friend.
A nice moment's quiet relaxation..
In gentlemanly fashion, naturally..
For music? A bit of The Dan. Eating a crab and chilli sandwich. Drinking a very cold bottle of Pilsener Urquell.
an occassional visit to dear old Blighty
...Sunday lunch with trimmings in a pub
...pint of cask conditioned ale
...in other words stuff that most of you can do every week - it's the simple things you miss...
Notes from an expat Irishman
Musically, it has to be Just like Heaven by the Cure.
Foodwise it will be a sausage and potato salad sandwich (don't knock it until you've tried it...)
Drink wise it'd have to to be a pint of plain either in one of the Dublin classics (preferably Stag's Head, Mulligans on Poolbeg Street or Ryans of Parkgate Street) or the incomparable Morriseys of Abbeyleix.
Mulligans
I went to Mulligans (and The Stags head) on a trip to Dublin about 10 years ago, keep promising myself I'll go back one day. Have an up for bringing back some good memories.
You still can't beat
A good shit.
Have you tried..
....a big stick? Works everytime for me.
along that same line...
I may have mentioned this before, but I recall reading an interview with Ted Nugent in Rolling Stone around 1977. Asked if he did a lot of drugs in the 1960's, he replied " I smoked a joint or two back then. It wasn't as good as a good woman. Or a good shit for that matter.".
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Music: Rock 'n' Roll (currently listening to the Radio Caroline show from last night).
Film: 'The Rebel'
Activity: Non-league football for under a tenner
The answer as usual is
Frank Zappa. Either listening to an old favourite like Inca Roads or reading about him or checking out old interview clips etc in YouTube. There's something about his combination of integrity, musicianship, and humour that always resonates.
Accompanied by smoked sausage and a cold Peroni
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I'll have try it with the sausage and Peroni !
Music
Music was my first love and it will be my last.
music of the future and music of the past
to live without my music would be impossible to do
in this world of troubles my music pulls me through
Wise words mate
Wise words indeed :-)
Och aye
Music: Hoots Mon by Lord Rockingham's Eleven or, somehow on a similar theme, anything by Martyn Bennett.
Food: peanut butter and raspberry jam on toast with a nice mug of tea.
Drink: any good beer brewed by people who care: Northern Light, Raven Ale, Schiehallion...
Activity: going for a very long walk never fails to still the raging brain. I walked the full Glensax Horseshoe in the Borders a few weeks back and loved every minute. 17 miles of light, air and peace.
Yes - walking does it for me too
for the same reason - nothing more relaxing than a good hill walk. In the same neck of the woods as you Con, as it happens, being a Peeblesshire resident. Haven't tried the Glensax Horsehoe though, but will give it a go as soon as possible.
Getting high
I can't recommend it enough, Michael. You start and finish the walk amidst pleasant woods and parkland but mostly follow the broad ridges that characterise the Border country so beautifully. (I'm also a fan because my fear of heights prevents me from walking anywhere with serious plunges).
I'm planning on another trip down soon to do the Three Brethren and a couple of other tops, probably staying in Broadmeadows Youth Hostel. Cannae wait!
Well...
A half bottle of pinot noir - Chilean or French ideally. Usually turns into a full bottle.
Going for a walk with my wife and daughters and just chatting about not much - in the same category, ferrying the girls to regular after-school activities
Jeffery Bernard's writing (big mean streak though) - more unambiguously then, George Melly's writing especially "Scouse Mouse"
Pub quiz night with friends - only happens every few months
A day on a Northumberland beach (Howdiemont sands or Embleton for preference) with family/friends
(I enjoy reading these sort of threads - you are a very sane and amusing lot...)
Camping on a balmy summer day by a lake.
Fishing while listening to test match special accompanied by a nice cool drink. Then move on to starting the BBQ more cool drinks and fine music. A walk to a lovely Pub by the sea or river. Back to the tent to watch a wood log burn slowly then off to snuggle up in the tent. I don't care if it rains during the night as it sounds great as long as it's gone before breakfast. Perfect.
A long run
around Wimbledon Park and Clapham Common.
Listening to the Captain's Shiny Beast (Bat Chain Puller).
Then home to take the wife out for a Sunday Roast with a bottle of Chateauneuf du Pape.
Simple Pleasures
Walking the Dale below our house whatever the weather.
Molesworth - Geoffrey Willans & Ronald Searle. It must be 35 years now since I discovered St. Custards.
4.50pm most Saturdays in Autumn and Winter. I have just watched our local rugby club in action and now enjoying my first pint with the gang.
Cooking breakfast on a Sunday morning for the family and usually assorted friends of the son & heir.
Yep....
....2.00 p.m. rugby matches in December and January which allows the spectator (me) to go to the real ale pub down the road and catch all the sport from 4.00 to 5.30.
And all this under-cover of 'the game kicks off at three and I think I'll walk back'.
Lying can be clever children.
Don't tell Mrs Beach........
After all these years she still hasn't spotted the early kick off/ post clocks going back allows for a longer session in the pub.
On the subject of rugby I would add to my original list watching the Six Nations games with friends - sometime it feels as though it's the only thing that makes late January and February bearable.
happiness is
The King of the faeries Horslips
Home grown beetroot ( other homegrown veg come close 2nd )
King Lear
Freshly ground coffee ( so strong it alters your pulse ,so hot it alters your dna )
The look on a kids , and sometimes an adults face , when they see the drumkit and are told " in this house you are expected to have a go "
Simple is the word
Things that 'always' make me feel good. That's actually a hard question to answer.
Musically, the one track that as far as I can remember never failed to make me prick my ears up is Johnny Winter's 'Sound the Bell'. I love that style of funky up tempo electric blues and he blows his and everyone else socks off on this. What electric instruments were made for.
Food - if you've ever seen me you'll know that I like anything and everything in equal measure. I can always seem to find something on my plate to make me say 'Oh, that's nice. Any of that left?' If pushed I'd say a lovely roast turkey dinner with all the sides. Stuffing, Yorkshires, roasties. Followed by a lump of stodge drowned in custard.
Books - PG Wodehouse, especially Jeeves and Wooster. I can understand those who find the upper class twittery too grating but it's that peerless narration that always makes me feel good. The way Wooster tells a tale without realising how much is being held from him and how much he is being manipulated by Jeeves. All done with fantastic drollery. Those and the poems of William MacGonagall. 'Ohhhhhhh twas on the 4th of June 1883 I did go out upon a spree...!'
Drink - Red wine; a Shiraz or a Cotes du Rhone these days. Or Guinness. Yes please!
A few from me
Steak, Dauphinoise potatoes and peas and a good red wine. Or chicken caesar salad with a cold sauvignon blanc.
Sigur Ros - Takk (or the one after with the long name that I can't be bothered to cut and paste).
A home goal at Elland Road (as long as the other team don't ruin it by scoring six).
My kids when they ask for a 'huggle'.
Dinner out with my wife. Just on our own.
Quiet for reading.
Clean bed linen.
Aretha
Aretha Franklin's The First Twelve Sides works every time. It's even better if combined with a comfy sofa, a good pint of Guinness and a quiet house.
Music: Tonight We Fly by The
Music: Tonight We Fly by The Divine Comedy - it cheers me up every time I listen to it!
Food: A chocolate Hob Nob or two
Drink: A cup of tea everytime, it has to be yorkshire tea & in my George Orwell cup.
Activity: Going to a gig or listening to music. The 2 things that keep me sane. If its a gig by the national then even better :)
A memory of being around eight-years-old...
and lying on the couch in my parents' sitting room reading the Marvel Treasury Edition of The Incredible Hulk. School was over, it was snowing outside and I was so happy.
Excuse me I have something in my eye...
Bless you...
Achtung
I have very similar memory from when I was eight or so. I'm at home during the Easter holidays, it's raining hard outside and none of my pals are around. I'm sitting on the floor by the three-bar fire in my mum and dad's living room, reading Commando comics and eating a roll in sausage. It's a memory that always makes me feel calm and secure.
Snow memories.
God, I remember something similar, too. We got sent home early from school because it was snowing. I got the bus back home stopping at the video shop, and rented Back to the Future III and Ghostbusters 3 with my dad's video card. When I got home, I opened a tin of tapioca (MAJOR childhood comfort food) and ate it while happily watching the films lying on the rug in my parent's sitting room while the snow piled up outside. I was about eleven.
The memory of a stone circle in Cornwall...
... where lady agreed to become Mrs Sprocket.
Stone circles...........
Stonehenge festival 1981 - The future FPO et I in the long grass. The rest as they say is well history.
Family time
Going around the block in the evening with my three year old son. We take a torch and see all the things you miss in the daylight. The sense of wonder he shows at seeing snails, slugs and spiders spinning webs is fantastic.
Food - homemade chicken kiev with mash, carrots and mange tout.
Drink - the local Harveys Ale or a nice glug of Rioja.
Music - Richmond Fontaine's Thirteen Cities is getting a lot of airplay.
Book - The Unequalled Self by Claire Tomalin
Threesome's
generally.
At my age...
a threesome's me, a cup of tea and Word magazine.
Another excellent misty-eyed thread!
My lovely wife and son
A bottle of Laphroaig in front of a roaring log fire
Glenn Gould's 1955 recording of Bach's 'Goldberg Variations'
Miles Davis' 'Kind Of Blue'
Roast Beef, Yorkshire pud and all the trimmings
A bottle of good red wine
The DVD boxed set of 'I, Claudius'
The Word blog - endlessly entertaining and educational (especially when Captain Underpants has a rant - he widens the vocabulary a treat!)
So many things.
As it's "things", like Malo I can't include Mrs Bear and the Bearlets, but they win always. Soooo....
Rock music. There is almost never a time where I'm not in a place to hear some very overdriven guitar, bass and drums. I love all kinds of music, but it's big hairy rock that holds my heart.
Grilled sardines on a warm night with a very cold beer in my garden with Mrs Bear.
Guitars. I just love them. There are times when all I want to do is hold an electric guitar and play a dirty great barre chord. First fret F is the one, for some reason.
Taking off in an aeroplane.
Good telly.
DIY. Yeah. Really. Especially involving woodwork.
After school....
I have a strange recolection of learning to tie my shoelaces whilst mum was doing the ironing on a freezing rainy day. But we were inside watching telly......happy days
Counting Blessings
Don't want to go all twee here,
Food : a nice bloody fillet
Drink Guinness and red wine
Watching my twin six year old boys playing
Read: Anything by Thomas Hauser
Planning a holiday
The filthy glee of Derek and
The filthy glee of Derek and Clive at their worst
The sound of a swelling organ (ideally, Hammond)
shameless musical jamming in the 'Canterbury' mode
PG Woodhouse's books
recalling a Rory Gallagher audience when i was 15 years old
My wife spontaneously hugging and kissing me
drinks and dinner with old friends
Winter
Snow outside
Quiet inside
Open fire
Big pile of logs
Good book
Happy things
Music:
Can't beat a bit of Pogues to spark off nostalgia for some of my first gigs in my teens. Sally MacLennane in particular makes me grin like a madwoman, remembering how we used to leap in the air with delight when drummer Andrew Ranken bashed his head alarmingly hard with a tea-tray as he carried out his backing shouts of 'Far away!'
Food:
Got to be my Mum's Sunday roast, not just for the perfect roast potatoes (something which seems to be the Holy Grail of the Massive) but also for the joy of having the family all together. The meal will always feature me mercilessly taking the mickey out of my dad, who is a mixture of Uncle Bryn (from Gavin & Stacey) and Alan Partridge.
Drink:
A nice glass of chilled, crisp, white wine, taken after wrangling the kids into bed, served with an evening of listening to music with the GGH.
Nicely-timed life-affirming thread, Uncle Wheaty.
GGH?
I have missed this one? An alternative to the FFO I assume.
Correct
Good Gentleman Husband, if he's in my good books. Or Gormless Galumphing Heel, if not. ;-)
I believe the usual acronyms round here are GLW for Good Lady Wife, and FPO for Fun Prevention Officer.
A salad...
......With chips.
Sunday morning -
always happy to back to bed with a cup of tea, Sunday papers and The Archers.
The Archers??
I assumed you had kids?
How can you still be in bed at 10am?
Something I never,ever achieved no matter how critical the hangover.
What? Get up before
What?
Get up before lunch??
And miss Desert Island discs???
The Cramps
"The Smell Of Female " the one record i still love as much as when i was 14.
I'll have an endless supply of Thai Green curry too thanks.
A few of my favourite things
Book: the autobiography of Harpo Marx.
Food: my famous banana and chocolate pie. My own invention. Recipe+grave=take it with me.
Movie: any Fred Astaire musical.
Music: yes. If forced to choose just one: Lucille - Little Richard.
Weather: extreme. Snowstorms, rainstorms, record breaking cold or hot temperatures, thunderstorms... If you are outdoors you can imagine yourself fighting for your survival on the north pole/in the desert/ in the rainforest, with yourself in the role as the only survivor from an expedition into uncharted territory/the last human being alive after the Big Disaster.
And if you're inside looking out you can curl up on the couch with a cup of tea, feeling lucky not to have to go out.
Either way, it's wonderful.
What do I like?
Drink - Tea - nothing comes close!!
Food - Good fish and chips, Bacon sandwiches, Good Chilli con carne.
Books - all Elmore Leonard, High Fidelity and Raymond Carver short stories.
Films - Fargo and Taxi Driver
Outdoors - Cornish coastal walks in the wind and rain, Cannock Chase when the frost is on the ground. Canal towpath walks and my most memorable experience of seeing Macchu Picchu for the first time from the Temple of the Sun after 5 days of trekking.
Televison - Sorry to be boring but I just love Coronation Street
Guaranteed happiness is...
A Chester away winner, preferably deep in injury time.
Half Man Half Biscuit.
Spitting Feathers ales.
Cottage Pie.
The Danny Baker Show.
The Archers podcast.
'That' look...
Just in case anyone's wondering
I just read this thread and gave an up arrow to at least two thirds of the posts!
We're all a bunch of lovely old stay-at-homes aren't we?
"We could rent a cottage in the Isle of Wight...."
Things that always hit the spot
A bike ride on a crisp, bright autumn or spring day. Preferably in the country.
Til Tuesday's Welcome Home.
The Outlaw Josey Wales.
When Harry Met Sally.
Hejira on earphones while walking through a park in winter.
When one has to answer a call of nature in the night (most unfortunate concomitant of the ageing process), getting back into a warm bed is pretty ace, isn't it?
Coffee and cake.
Glass of properly chilled white (Sauvignon Blanc or Gewürztraminer).
A good quiz.
"I'm Ready For Love" by Martha Reeves & The Vandellas
Because it's toppermost of the poppermost.
And a nice cup of tea.
Rosbif reminded me...
...by mentioning 'Til Tuesday. The guitar solo from Aimee Mann's "Deathly" has never failed to raise the hairs on my arms, and I must have heard it two hundred times or more. That makes me seriously happy.
A November Saturday afternoon ...
with English football on TV
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Fresh air somewhere out in the open in Scotland (hame).
My daughters laughing and happy.
Danny Baker show on the radio.
Dr. Feelgood are a particular favourite just now.
Fine single malt whisky. Try Ledaig or Auchentoshan.
Reading John Niven.
Sea Bass with asparagus.
The Six Nations Rugby.
My iPod.
Chips from the local chippy.
Yes, I know you asked for one thing, but come on.
A family bag of ..Skittles!!
and an hour or so on Resident Evil 5.
Curling up by the fire with a good...
box set of Auf Wiedersehen, Pet.
My old mate
Who I called up after 20 years apart. I've just spent the weekend with him and his family and it was as if we'd seen each other last week. Top stuff.
Easy
A chip buttie with butter and HP sauce.
Cold roast beef and Branston pickle.
Roast pork and sage and onion stuffing.
A few from me,
a good night out talking rubbish with friends and trying to guess the nationality of that waitress.
a last minute winner at an away ground when you've been outplayed - happens a lot to LUFC these days.
reading a good book with a glass of wine (red or white, I'm not fussy).
a pint of London Pride so clear you'd want to paint it.
a plate of penne with truffles.
All to the sound of a bit of Northern Soul.