Showing posts with label press. Show all posts
Showing posts with label press. Show all posts

Monday, 29 April 2013

The decline of duelling



‘The decline of duelling has ruined more private lives than I care to think of — in my young day nobody’d have dared tittle-tattle the way they do now. Horse-whipping journalists has gone out too.’


Mr American, p.521, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.


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Friday, 1 June 2012

The fodder of her native heath



      We were at breakfast, which for me in my indulgent age was Russian style (sausage, brandy, and coffee and for her the fodder of her native heath: porridge, ham, eggs, black pudding, some piscine abomination called Arbroath smokies, oatcakes, rolls, and marmalade (God knows how she’s kept her figure), while we read the morning journals.


Flashman and the Tiger, p.254, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.


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Friday, 6 January 2012

Tricky villains



…I liked him, you see, in spite of his being a journalist. Tricky villains, especially if they work for The Times.


Flashman and the Tiger, p.13, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.


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Wednesday, 15 July 2009

Poster boy Flashy



Well, I’ve always said, if you get the Press on your side you’re half way there.



Flashman at the Charge, p.114, Pan edition, 5th printing, 1979.




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