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Post by Crunchy Col on Jun 8, 2020 8:44:06 GMT
Cary Grant getting off a train in an unfamiliar city 'Louie Louie' by the Kingsmen dogs Cleese and Palin old paper banknotes fresh orange juice Jodie Comer in Killing Eve coffee and pastry in the morning a walk after rain laughing your socks off for ages with someone about the same daft thing clean bed sheets South Park Chinese food Harpo Groucho Chico (still) train stations The Velvet Underground Saul Bass' opening sequence for North by Northwest staying up until sunrise Withnail and I Blackpool sands John Cassavetes
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Listening to long jazz tracks
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Post by fange on Jun 8, 2020 10:08:55 GMT
The smell of bread baking A cat sleepily purring on your lap as you scratch her cheek Big white fluffy clouds in a blue sky The first 10 seconds of She Bangs The Drums Hugging a loved one Walking barefoot on lush green lawn
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2020 10:49:19 GMT
Coffee Coffee Coffee Coffee Coffee
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Post by Crunchy Col on Jun 8, 2020 10:56:43 GMT
Tex Avery cartoons old mechanical objects neon signs
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Post by tory on Jun 8, 2020 11:07:48 GMT
Finding an old wank mag from the 90s
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Post by sloopjohnc on Jun 8, 2020 12:51:19 GMT
getting off a train in an unfamiliar city 'Louie Louie' by the Kingsmen dogs Cleese and Palin old paper banknotes fresh orange juice Jodie Comer in Killing Evecoffee and pastry in the morning a walk after rain laughing your socks off for ages with someone about the same daft thing clean bed sheets South ParkChinese food Harpo Groucho Chico (still) train stations The Velvet Underground Saul Bass' opening sequence for North by Northweststaying up until sunrise Withnail and IBlackpool sands John Cassavetes Can't argue with any of those. I happened to come upon Duck Soup this weekend, channel surfing. 1933 - can you imagine how much joy the Marx Bros. brought in the depths of a Depression.
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Post by sloopjohnc on Jun 8, 2020 12:52:16 GMT
Walking into a kitchen in the morning with the smell of bacon being cooked.
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Post by sloopjohnc on Jun 8, 2020 12:56:05 GMT
My son and I are taking a mini vacation at the end of the month. I love getting up in the morning in a cabin, walking outside, and then strolling down a narrow road on a walk. No agendas, the day is all yours, whatever you want to do, whether it's going down to the river or lake or whatever. Here's the place we're staying.
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Post by Crunchy Col on Jun 8, 2020 13:05:59 GMT
Fabulous.
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Post by tory on Jun 8, 2020 13:08:07 GMT
Can't argue with any of those. I happened to come upon Duck Soup this weekend, channel surfing. 1933 - can you imagine how much joy the Marx Bros. brought in the depths of a Depression. My son started watching Laurel & Hardy this week and was crying with laughter. I've got him Duck Soup as a DVD for his birthday.
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Post by Crunchy Col on Jun 8, 2020 13:10:38 GMT
It's so wonderful the way L&H cut across most cultural/age/generational boundaries. Their classic period is nearly a century old now.
I suppose it's all about the simplicity.
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Post by sloopjohnc on Jun 8, 2020 13:11:13 GMT
It's rustic for sure, but my son and I don't mind. If my daughter and ex go with us, and yes I have taken vacations with the ex - we are that close - they require more amenities. Our main agendas on this trip will be when do we want to go kayaking and visiting my ex sister and brother-in-law who now live 20 minutes away from where we're staying.
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Post by tory on Jun 8, 2020 13:17:28 GMT
It's so wonderful the way L&H cut across most cultural/age/generational boundaries. Their classic period is nearly a century old now. I suppose it's all about the simplicity. He loves Tati so I wasn't totally surprised - but even so, he was rewatching it again this morning and howling.
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Post by sloopjohnc on Jun 8, 2020 13:18:17 GMT
Probably because it just happened, but the sound of the flop of the morning paper arriving at your front door.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2020 14:17:47 GMT
Walking into a kitchen in the morning with the smell of bacon being cooked. And then feeling gutted when you realise it's not proper British back bacon.
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