Make mine a Pinter

BBC: Pinter wins Nobel literary prize

Controversial British playwright and campaigner Harold Pinter has won the 2005 Nobel Prize for literature.

No he hasn't: Harold Pinter has been awarded the 2005 Nobel Prize for literature. He did not actively participate in any competition, and was probably oblivious to the fact that he was in the running. To be awarded a Nobel Prize is a great honour; to say that he won it makes it sound as if Pinter sought the prize—which rather cheapens it.

Nice one, Harold!

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By Richard Carter

A fat, bearded chap with a Charles Darwin fixation.

8 comments

  1. I was going to say something about Pinter's being a chain-smoker, and his recent fight with cancer, but I thought I'd better not go there.

  2. Never mind that, did you see the photo of Matthew Kelly on page 45 of today's express?
    I know it's for a role, but doesn't he look like a bit of a paedo?....say no more!

  3. 'Express'??? My butler takes it.

    No, I didn't see the photo, but I did see a moving image of him on The Culture Show Very scary.

  4. I am on the horns of a dilemma (or was it a dead llama?)
    Anyway, I am going back on to days permanently in a few weeks, and was wondering whether I needed a new soubriquet, or should I stick to inserting the 'on the day shift' tag. What do you suggest?
    I've been test driving a new one, but am not sure whether or not it suits. Can you guess which one it is? Do you even want to? Do you care? Are you even slightly interested? Does this kind of life look interesting to you, as a rock & roll guitar player in a comedy group?.....aaaah!

  5. Soubriquet... Isn't that a sort of watery ice-cream?

    I think the 'Night Owl on the day shift' works admirably, and it reminds me vaguely of the Tom Waits song 'Sunday Papers on Saturday Night' - and even more vaguely of the Tom Waits album (and Hopper painting) 'Night Hawks at the Diner'. I suppose you could call yourself Day Owl, but it doesn't have quite the same ring to it. If you posted one fiftieth of your comments after sunset, I suppose you could be 2% Night Owl.

    (I guessed your test sorbet as soon as I read the first comment.)

  6. That settles it then, although staying on the Tom Waits theme, I thought maybe 'Nite (pasties & a g-string) Owl'.....no, your'e right, that is pants!.....oh, come on, it's the best I can do without actually engaging my brain!
    Soubriquet?.....sounds like a lubricant used prior to vigorous sexual activity.

  7. With a chicken, up a back alley (ooh er missus!) in Liverpool.

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