Showing posts with label bed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bed. Show all posts

Wednesday, 26 September 2012

Bone clean



. . . I was conducted to an airy chamber on the third floor, bone clean and well if sparsely furnished with a good charpoy,* leather chair, table, wash-stand, rug on the floor and leather curtain on the arrow-slit window — I’ve stayed in country inns at home that were less decent and comfortable.


* Native frame-and-cord bedstead.



Flashman on the March, p.77, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.


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Friday, 17 December 2010

Pluck the thorns



But life ain’t a bed of roses, and you must just pluck the thorns out of your rump and get on.


Flashman and the Redskins, p.348, Pan Books edition, 1983.




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Thursday, 25 March 2010

Military intelligence, Flashman style



Intelligence work is nuts to me* , so long as I can stay close to bed, bottle and breakfast and don’t have to venture out.


*Not in the sense of crazy or unbalanced, but rather an enjoyable pursuit.

 
Flashman in the Great Game, p.246, Pan edition, 4th printing, 1979.



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Wednesday, 3 February 2010

A damned romantic business



You can’t help it; feeling randy is a damned romantic business, and it’s my belief that Galahad was a bigger beast in bed than ever Lancelot was.



Flashman in the Great Game, p.98, Pan edition, 4th printing, 1979.




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Thursday, 21 January 2010

And a pound of tea



…if I’d been the Sirkar, she could have had Jhansi and a pound of tea with it, just for half an hour on the daybed.



Flashman in the Great Game, p.82, Pan edition, 4th printing, 1979.




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