Showing posts with label public house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label public house. Show all posts

Tuesday, 26 February 2013

A frightful pub



     Mr Franklin mentioned that he was a member of the Athenaeum; perhaps the General would care to . . .
     ‘That’s a frightful pub,’ said Sir Harry gloomily. ‘Jumped up schoolmasters and bloody bishops. Won’t do your standing any good to take me there — still, if you’re game, I am. Don’t let me fall asleep, though, because if I wake up there in that long room of theirs I’ll think I’m dead and waiting in some ante-room to the Day of Judgement.’


Mr American, p.388, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.



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Thursday, 24 February 2011

The Australian Ideal



      She fulfilled, you see, four of the five conditions necessary for what may be called the Australian Ideal — she was an immensely rich, stunningly beautiful, highly-skilled professional amorist with the sexual appetite of a pagan princess; she did not own a public house.

Flashman and the Dragon, p.231, Fontana Paperback edition, 1986.



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Friday, 7 January 2011

Cut up and sold



…he was flat on his back and snoring in an atmosphere you could have cut up and sold in the pubs.

Flashman and the Dragon, p.74, Fontana Paperback edition, 1986.



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