Showing posts with label port. Show all posts
Showing posts with label port. Show all posts

Thursday, 14 February 2013

Some impossible bet



Not that he wanted to pursue giggling housemaids, or get drunk, or go to sleep over the port, or any of the other unimagined things which the eccentric General might have done — he was the kind who would have wandered off to the kitchens and exchanged drinking reminiscences with the butler, or charmed the cook with recollections of exotic food eaten at the ends of the earth, or started a five-card school with the under footman, or lured Admiral Fisher into some impossible bet over the billiard table.


Mr American, pp.202-03, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.



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Tuesday, 12 February 2013

A malevolent eye


     The port did not circulate very long after the ladies had left, however. General Flashman, rendered even more reminiscent by the champagne he had consumed, joined the group around the King at the table head and launched into a vivid recollection of how his majesty, as a youthful Prince of Wales fifty years before, had been compromised by an Actress in Ireland, to the dismay of the other guests and the suppressed fury of the King. To make matters worse, the old man took to calling the King 'young Bertie', and an unpleasant scene was prevented only by Soveral's tactful suggestion that they should join the ladies, who would be eager for bridge. The King, glaring thunderously, took the hint and led the way from the dining room: General Flashman cocked a malevolent eye and observed: 'Bridge, eh? Played it in Russia before you lot were born. Game for half-wits.' and then fell asleep over the decanter.


Mr American, p.198, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.


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Tuesday, 29 May 2012

A pint of port



So there he was, reputation blasted, and nothing for it, you’d have thought, but to order a pint of port and a pistol for breakfast or join the Foreign Legion.


Flashman and the Tiger, p.247, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.



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Wednesday, 18 August 2010

Teasing gorillas



      I wouldn’t feel sorry for Omomhundro at any time, least of all with two of his bullies pinioning me and blowing baccy juice in my face but I confess to a momentary pang just then, as though he’d passed the port to the right. For giving orders to J.C. Spring is simply one of the things that are never done; you’d be better teasing a mating gorilla.


Flashman and the Redskins, p.29, Pan Books edition, 1983.



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Thursday, 19 March 2009

The port of course






‘Clearly,’ says I. ‘You’re maudlin. It’s the port of course.’





Flash For Freedom!, p.220, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1980.




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Friday, 2 February 2007

Best things

The best things I found however, were the port, and the claret, in which the Scotch have a nice taste, although I never took to whisky.





Flashman, p. 51, Pan edition, 12th printing, 1979.

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