And you couldn’t even blame it on a younger generation as one of the 100 point answers was from a retired person who would have been in the fllush of youth in 1970…bloody civilians.
I think it got 34 because it was lumped in with a charridddeee cover version.
Pleased they lost though!
Strangely, is it me are is it the retro looking dodgers, which she definitely was, (retro and dodger) the most clueless about the era they “ironically” dress like?
There was a lad in my Maths class with a big fuck-off forehead who was nicknamed Tefal. I wonder what happened to him? Probably working as a portable projection screen.
The BBC2 series, Bent Coppers, is interesting to me, not only because of the (slightly lightweight investigation so far) of corruption of the late 60s/70s but also the footage of London of that time. Was there really so much corrugated iron on buildings then? Actually, it fits with my, admittedly hazy, memories of the time, being born in 64 so I was only 5 or 6. Bugger all traffic though.
One of the many pleasures of watching Talking Pictures TV (a U.K. free view channel dedicated to films and tv series from the 1940’s to the 1970’s) is seeing all the vacant on-street parking in London that used to exist
Imagine pulling up right outside a bank in the City of London these days. Well, yes that’s easy. But try actually doing it. No don’t because you can’t.
Except characters in movies have always been able to find parking spaces right outside the places they need to get – even in insanely busy places like downtown Manhattan. Nor do they ever have to pay for drinks in bars, or do more than turn on the TV or radio to hear the news story about the issue directly affecting them.
It’s the general background shots I refer to. Acres of monochrome kerb space seen behind the action.
I think it’s at the end of Dial M for Murder, set largely in a Clapham flat, one of the characters sets off out and is seen walking away along the residential street with just one bleedin’ 1950’s motor parked up along the entire length.
Budget was so tight, a lot of the scenes were filmed in the early hours of the morning. There’s a couple of motorway shots – on the same stretch of motorway and featuring the same cars
“Not watched in that detail”
An admirable thought by film makers, but being a car nerd I need to check these things.
I’m still upset about Gene Hunt’s Audi Quattro in Ashes To Ashes. It’s got a V reg number plate. The first UK imports had an X registration.
I worked with a guy once who was in the force for a couple of years. He was well into his forties by then and referenced his time as a copper absolutely all the time. It was a conversational trump card for him. “I’ve seen things I can never discuss” and said that he was privy to secret information that changed his view on the world forever. He always brought that up when backing up mainly racist opinions.
He cheerfully admitted to anyone who’d listen that he was a functioning alcoholic. At a conference our employer was organising, it got to 1am and he was in full slurring mode, so I made my excuses and left. When I got to my room, I realised I had left my phone in the bar and went back down to get it.
He was alone, walking around the tables gathering up half-drunk bottles of wine.
He was presenting the next morning at around 8am and was fresh-faced, alert and answering technical questions in a highly capable way. Incredible.
Probably, yes. Someone came up to me once and said “are you a conservative man?” and when I said “what do you mean?” in reply, he said that it was an line used by Freemasons. I was meant to respond with “marzipan only wants a carrot” or something.
If I throw a stone from my house, I can hit the windows of three medium- or high-ranking police officers*. None of them are alcoholics.
Statistcally speaking, that brings your 100% rate down to 40%.
(*) One’s just retired and is now a paramedic, one’s just retired and is now a truama therapist, one’s currently on anti-terrorist special ops somewhere in a Middle East desert.
The old joke that the only difference between drunks and alcoholics is that drunks don’t go to meetings holds a kernel of truth. As does Dylan Thomas’s maxim that “an alcoholic is someone you don’t like who drinks as much as you do.”
At the end of the day, the only person who can – and has a right to – call anyone an alcoholic is either someone describing themselves as such or a family member or very close friend who gets a loved one to confront the fact that drink is destroying them.
Ultimately, many drinkers are very, very good at hiding their booze intake and its effects. So much so that, like BC’s friend above, if you only knew them from work or as neighbours you might never guess that they had a problem,
FWIW, I was good friends (and drank) with lots of cops and other heavy boozers in the past. While was no slouch in that department myself, I made a conscious decision to cut back considerably once I hit middle age. Still drink too much but only one weekend a month.
Two or three of the people I used to hang out with are now dead because they were dead set on boozing themselves into the next world.
Anyway, apologies for kicking off the weekend on such a downer
I’m not 100% sure, but I think this thread has finally made me realise why I don’t feel that comfortable here these days.
Basically, the smug and elitist comments expressed here don’t really sit that well with me.
I’m a huge Beatles fan, but I don’t expect every one on the planet to recognise the initials of a song that was in the charts over 40 years ago.
Maybe the young woman who guessed wrong on the Let it Be question is a fan of retro fashion rather than retro 60’s (or in this case 70’s) music? It didn’t upset me that she guessed wrong, but it did surprise me to read that someone felt irritated enough to start a thread about it.
Also, I’m not a police officer, but my job does brings me into contact with many who are. I’ve seen and heard enough to realise I couldn’t do their thankless job, but I’m glad they’re there for me when I need them.
Like any profession, the police have their fair share of good and bad employees. Sadly, the bad cops stick in our mind and the good ones we take for granted.
Apologies for the rant, but I’m really scunnered with smug negativity these days,
You got that wrong. Was a follow up to an earlier discussion. Not making fun necessarily just pointing out 2021 reality (and I thought the answers were funny).
Interestingly, one of the original contributors on this very forum is an ex police officer who did the 30 years thing, retired and is now fully focussed on music.
He’d be far too modest to say so but the breadth of his musical knowledge is, I’d say, unparalleled even in this company.
Oh and I do believe he’d find most of the above funny.
And Louis Armstrong touring stadiums in 1970 playing that very song from his compilation album that is the biggest selling of the previous 20 years. Also being ubiquitous in media with every anniversary commemorated, box sets released, newspaper articles etc.
But I think that comment backs up carabara’s general point, that this blog considers The Beatles to be part of General Knowledge, and that displaying an ignorance of their songs is like not knowing the date of the battle of Waterloo (where Napoleon did surrender) and as such is something to ridicule.
I watched that as well this afternoon.
Left me speechless if not pointless.
And you couldn’t even blame it on a younger generation as one of the 100 point answers was from a retired person who would have been in the fllush of youth in 1970…bloody civilians.
I think the son answered that one alone.
I think it got 34 because it was lumped in with a charridddeee cover version.
Pleased they lost though!
Strangely, is it me are is it the retro looking dodgers, which she definitely was, (retro and dodger) the most clueless about the era they “ironically” dress like?
Yes, and they look to have retired in their late 50s…jealous!
Police – join the force at 18 and you get to retire on a full pension at 48. 48!!
Mind you, then you have to be content with being racist on your own time.
They then become the Tesco security guards who like a non-removed tag that sets off the alarm.
The Light’s daughter was in the police for a year, and as I remember in her force at least it was 30 years for a full pension but minimum age 55.
I think that is still the case
My information may be out of date. Next you’ll be telling me their heads don’t go all the way to the top of their hats*
(*studiously avoiding saying the word ‘helmet’**)
(**damn… said it)
They are all failed Tefal Man scientists.
Hence the helmet.
There was a lad in my Maths class with a big fuck-off forehead who was nicknamed Tefal. I wonder what happened to him? Probably working as a portable projection screen.
Black Bastards! Does anyone remember that quote?
No, how does it go?
I think it was the chief constable of the Met being interviewed by the BBC in 1983?
The Young Ones?
“We’re gonna victimise you!”
The BBC2 series, Bent Coppers, is interesting to me, not only because of the (slightly lightweight investigation so far) of corruption of the late 60s/70s but also the footage of London of that time. Was there really so much corrugated iron on buildings then? Actually, it fits with my, admittedly hazy, memories of the time, being born in 64 so I was only 5 or 6. Bugger all traffic though.
That’s a typically Afterword comment. Never mind the corruption, here’s the architecture!
Well the billing is Architecture and Morality..
….and Ted and Alice…
One of the many pleasures of watching Talking Pictures TV (a U.K. free view channel dedicated to films and tv series from the 1940’s to the 1970’s) is seeing all the vacant on-street parking in London that used to exist
Imagine pulling up right outside a bank in the City of London these days. Well, yes that’s easy. But try actually doing it. No don’t because you can’t.
I think I’ve made my point. Somewhat.
Except characters in movies have always been able to find parking spaces right outside the places they need to get – even in insanely busy places like downtown Manhattan. Nor do they ever have to pay for drinks in bars, or do more than turn on the TV or radio to hear the news story about the issue directly affecting them.
Man goes into a pub on TV. “Pint please”.
Gets served immediately. That’s the way bars work, apparently.
Exactly correct.
It’s the general background shots I refer to. Acres of monochrome kerb space seen behind the action.
I think it’s at the end of Dial M for Murder, set largely in a Clapham flat, one of the characters sets off out and is seen walking away along the residential street with just one bleedin’ 1950’s motor parked up along the entire length.
Bliss.
I remember think that the street scenes in Withnail and I were a) incredibly scruffy b) somewhat light on traffic.
They couldn’t afford many “period” vehicles and made a virtue of necessity.
I’m in a couple of local history groups on FB and any street scenes from before about 1980 are blissfully sparse in terms of traffic.
Budget was so tight, a lot of the scenes were filmed in the early hours of the morning. There’s a couple of motorway shots – on the same stretch of motorway and featuring the same cars
Yeah, the motorway shots stood out.
….as being very obviously from the 80s.
Something tells me that that film wasn’t meant to to be watched in this kind of granular detail.
That said… look at the flat and the cottage and Monty’s house.
“Not watched in that detail”
An admirable thought by film makers, but being a car nerd I need to check these things.
I’m still upset about Gene Hunt’s Audi Quattro in Ashes To Ashes. It’s got a V reg number plate. The first UK imports had an X registration.
@rigid-digit Please stop with this inflammatory material. There are still female Afterworders, and they are only flesh and blood. The humanity!
Well downtown Manhattan is easier than Midtown!
I worked with a guy once who was in the force for a couple of years. He was well into his forties by then and referenced his time as a copper absolutely all the time. It was a conversational trump card for him. “I’ve seen things I can never discuss” and said that he was privy to secret information that changed his view on the world forever. He always brought that up when backing up mainly racist opinions.
He cheerfully admitted to anyone who’d listen that he was a functioning alcoholic. At a conference our employer was organising, it got to 1am and he was in full slurring mode, so I made my excuses and left. When I got to my room, I realised I had left my phone in the bar and went back down to get it.
He was alone, walking around the tables gathering up half-drunk bottles of wine.
He was presenting the next morning at around 8am and was fresh-faced, alert and answering technical questions in a highly capable way. Incredible.
@Black-Celebration
‘Seen things (he) can never discuss”
“Privy to secret information that changed his view on the world forever.”
Bloody masons…
Probably, yes. Someone came up to me once and said “are you a conservative man?” and when I said “what do you mean?” in reply, he said that it was an line used by Freemasons. I was meant to respond with “marzipan only wants a carrot” or something.
“My hovercraft is full of eels”
“Liquid Acrobat as Regards the Air” (actually be very careful with this one)
I have only ever known two policemen socially and both were alcoholics.
If I throw a stone from my house, I can hit the windows of three medium- or high-ranking police officers*. None of them are alcoholics.
Statistcally speaking, that brings your 100% rate down to 40%.
(*) One’s just retired and is now a paramedic, one’s just retired and is now a truama therapist, one’s currently on anti-terrorist special ops somewhere in a Middle East desert.
The old joke that the only difference between drunks and alcoholics is that drunks don’t go to meetings holds a kernel of truth. As does Dylan Thomas’s maxim that “an alcoholic is someone you don’t like who drinks as much as you do.”
At the end of the day, the only person who can – and has a right to – call anyone an alcoholic is either someone describing themselves as such or a family member or very close friend who gets a loved one to confront the fact that drink is destroying them.
Ultimately, many drinkers are very, very good at hiding their booze intake and its effects. So much so that, like BC’s friend above, if you only knew them from work or as neighbours you might never guess that they had a problem,
FWIW, I was good friends (and drank) with lots of cops and other heavy boozers in the past. While was no slouch in that department myself, I made a conscious decision to cut back considerably once I hit middle age. Still drink too much but only one weekend a month.
Two or three of the people I used to hang out with are now dead because they were dead set on boozing themselves into the next world.
Anyway, apologies for kicking off the weekend on such a downer
One of them’s a fellow teetotaller, so let’s say:
20% dry
40% unconfirmed
40% old soaks
I’m sure our resident statistician has more technical termingology.
80% proof?
Better make it a double!
Bung in a slice, some ice and a sniff of the barmaid’s apron of angostura bitters and Robert’s your mother’s brother!
I’m not 100% sure, but I think this thread has finally made me realise why I don’t feel that comfortable here these days.
Basically, the smug and elitist comments expressed here don’t really sit that well with me.
I’m a huge Beatles fan, but I don’t expect every one on the planet to recognise the initials of a song that was in the charts over 40 years ago.
Maybe the young woman who guessed wrong on the Let it Be question is a fan of retro fashion rather than retro 60’s (or in this case 70’s) music? It didn’t upset me that she guessed wrong, but it did surprise me to read that someone felt irritated enough to start a thread about it.
Also, I’m not a police officer, but my job does brings me into contact with many who are. I’ve seen and heard enough to realise I couldn’t do their thankless job, but I’m glad they’re there for me when I need them.
Like any profession, the police have their fair share of good and bad employees. Sadly, the bad cops stick in our mind and the good ones we take for granted.
Apologies for the rant, but I’m really scunnered with smug negativity these days,
You got that wrong. Was a follow up to an earlier discussion. Not making fun necessarily just pointing out 2021 reality (and I thought the answers were funny).
Interestingly, one of the original contributors on this very forum is an ex police officer who did the 30 years thing, retired and is now fully focussed on music.
He’d be far too modest to say so but the breadth of his musical knowledge is, I’d say, unparalleled even in this company.
Oh and I do believe he’d find most of the above funny.
Yup, and the song is 50 years old. The equivalent if Pointless had been on TV in 1970 would have been naming a Louis Armstrong song called GBB.
Louis Armstong’s Great Big Balls was a cracker in it’s time. How could we forget?
Arf!
….or should I say…. Parp!
Or more likely… Fnaar Fnaar!!
And Louis Armstrong touring stadiums in 1970 playing that very song from his compilation album that is the biggest selling of the previous 20 years. Also being ubiquitous in media with every anniversary commemorated, box sets released, newspaper articles etc.
Not quite the same.
Yeah, but he stopped fielding those “Louis Is Dead” calls around 1971.
That’s true. There were also those early tours as a kind of solo artist where he refused to play any of his previous hits.
Fair enough.
But I think that comment backs up carabara’s general point, that this blog considers The Beatles to be part of General Knowledge, and that displaying an ignorance of their songs is like not knowing the date of the battle of Waterloo (where Napoleon did surrender) and as such is something to ridicule.
34%
1974 obvs
Poster gets miffed by other poster’s sense of superiority.
The new benchmark by which first world problems are defined.