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Here is a Sup—I mean repository of the texts of my together with some readings of them. The essays were broadcast by WXXI 91.5 Classical of Rochester, NY on Salmagundy each Saturday at 9:35am Eastern Time, from the beginning of time (1985) till May 2009 when Entropa (evil Goddess of Change-for-the-Worse-or-Possibly-the-Worst) troubled the minds of the WXXIites and they retired Simon and Salmagundy, and Rochester went into a terminal decline---for ever.
I continued on that brilliant bastion of all that's good and kultured, WCLV's syndicated Weekend Radio on many (mainly NPRish) stations traditionally on the first and third weekends of the month, though weekendage varied, till the horror crept ever onward and that too was devoured (in August 2023, a date which will live in infamy or at lease mild irritation)... and only I remain, defiant though wimpering.
Richard Howland-Bolton
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He pulled his ear and his face flushed.
[Pause for---Flush noise off]
As I said, he pulled his ear and his face flushed.
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Hey man! I hope you don’t mind me saying so, but youse guys are really hung up on rules, I mean when it comes to grammar you are. It’s enough to needle old Gammer Gurton.
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Ah! “Distance lends enchantment”, doesn’t that just sound so idyllic and don’t you think that it is interesting that actuality is usually the complete inverse to that old saying.
“Distance lends enchantment” (and please don’t say, old thing, that you’ve never heard the old saying because you’ll ruin the next three minutes if you do!)
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I seem to remember, way back in my school days being told of someone historical, I suppose it must have been Charles II, describing Sir Christopher Wrenn’s work on the then brand new St Paul’s Cathedral as ‘awful, artificial and conceited’.
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Now I’m afraid that what follows is not going to be suitable for an adult audience because I’m going to do my [Beep]-dest to avoid using any adult language for the whole of this essay.
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I have been accused, from time to time, of paying undue attention to details that others miss, or rather, in fact, of paying undue attention to minute details that no one in their right mind would do other than avoid like the plague (that last from my children):
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Oh you may talk of Spanglish, or even talk in it, if you like: you may complain (as the French so frequently do) about Franglais, or join the proponents of a whole slew of languages---
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And another thing! Have you noticed how people treat the adverb "another" now-a-days? this vicious treatment is, as they say, a whole nother thing, in fact it's about as wholly notherish as can be.
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You probably haven't noticed, but these essays of mine are supposed to be, at least mildly, humorous, and to my horror I've just discovered that I'm not funny over here in America.
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Our ancestors in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries tended not to have televisions in their homes largely because they all got fed up waiting for broadcasting to be invented, so they had to make other arrangements for the rotting of their brains.
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